The play last night was funny but I sure find it hard to stay up until 11. I guess that's why they invented matinee performances. We ended up going for dinner at a recently refurbished Victorian resort - terrific food including roast beef. I indulged and am not feeling one bit guilty. I did pass on the rhubarb bread pudding!
Friend Claire
is going to paint my little bedroom upstairs. It was formerly the treadmill/junk room but now will be a guest room. Paul's guys were to do it "in their spare time" but they are just waaaaay too busy this summer. Claire insists on doing it for me and who am I to say "No" to an offer like that. (I have two NJ chicks coming for a short two night visit at the end of the month and it will be great to have the extra bed.) So I'm cranking up Monday. I have the bank run to do first, an "events" meeting at 9 and then the rest of the day will be The Big Domestic as my DH used to say. I may at least start to put away Christmas stuff in Guest room #1.
Up and at it, Beach Babes!




hits the fan, I throw on an orange vest and herd cats, I mean people, into the bathrooms and pray we don't get hit.
it's an evening fly by. How can I be this busy without a job?!