Cooking dinner tonight. Filet mignon for the two gentlemen, tuna for the ladies. Fine wine. Good tunes. Tales of adventure and vacation followed by an evening stroll to our local pub.

The sun won't go down for a few hours yet, but the Friday evening has already begun.

This is why we live in this city. For nights like this, followed by a weekend in the woods and afloat in a canoe. There's even a chance this could be the weekend I catch my first fish in eighteen years. Then again, maybe not. Either which and every way, I'm pretty sure it'll be great.