Nah yeah: Feeling like I didn’t waste my Sunday because I had something to text back to my friend when she asked what I did today.

Yeah nah: The text message read:

“I went to Coles to buy ingredients for pasta bake and watched Beethoven’s Second. I welled up with tears.”

What I didn’t tell her was that I ate roughly half of the family-sized pasta bake and sang along with Dolly Parton’s duet. I also welled up with tears multiple times, not just because a Saint Bernard living in suburbia has a more compelling love life that I do, but because even though he’s a dog, Beethoven is a good man.