We saw an awful play -- or the first act of same -- at the National Theatre last night. The ticket seller talked us into it when there were no tix for the one we wanted to see. It was based in the 1920s and was bleak and nasty. I'm going to look up something heart-warming for the next one...
Bath was wonderful -- such a beautiful, beautiful city, so Jane Austen. And the countryside is incredible. I want to go back! Seeing amazing art here though. I can, literally, feel my brain activity picking up, processing, processing.
I must admit I'm looking forward to getting back to my real life again -- tai chi, choir practice, writing group, the new office space, my peeps.

Anagram, glad your back's recovering! What was the talk on? You know, in no time at all you'll be bouncing around 195.

Kaylets, yes, you need good nutrition for support -- it makes everything better. Huzzah for pant size down -- but look after yourself! Yes, Honey, still holding you and DH in my thoughts.
WSW, you haven't done anything fun or relaxing in all this time? Can you plan something? Even just a self-pampering session? Anagram's right about what the condo people should make up to you, every bit of it.
K, Lovelies, shall sign off for now.


Will weigh in on Friday to find out for sure.
scale may be up tomorrow but it'll be back down again in a twinkling. One must be naughty from time to time, n'est-ce pas?
I'm going to have a nice epsom salts bath to try to ensure that I can sleep tonight.
And when I really put heart and soul into it...watch out!


Love to all!