I have been lounging around all day long, still in my pajamas.
Last night Wendy and I drove to the beautiful home of a very dear friend, in a swanky part of L.A.–what a lovely evening! Old friends, lots of talk, good food, photos taken on delay so the photographer could rush over and join the pose, decorations sparkling, a funny dog serving as resident charmer and commedienne. My friend’s husband, a prudent man, hid out somewhere upstairs in his office–too much estrogen, I’m sure, and even the dog is a girl.
Today, I’ve just been resting, and then resting a little more.
Tomorrow, I’ll be traveling back to Spokane, and although I will hate leaving Wendy and Jeremy, it will be good to see Sadie and the Bear, the kitties, and the horses. OK, and the people, too.
I’m eager to start writing “Austin”–that man is just bustin’ to get his story told–try out some art ideas in my studio, perhaps even play a few slot machines over at Northern Quest.
More later. I think it’s time for another nap.