The Days are Just Packed

Work seems restful after the weekend. We had a bat mitzvah dinner, services and lunch, saw Frog & Toad at Wheelock, then had dinner with friends. Next was a 50th birthday party, some Guinness, and then collapse in bed with a book. The morning brought an awesome brunch at Veggie Galaxy followed by a library trip for some graphic novels. Out for coffee at The Middle Grey where we heard a few songs by Sweet Wednesday, then a walk on the Muddy River to look at the art installation. Dinner and margarita at El Centro (don't forget they put SESAME seeds on the enchiladas!) Up late for champagne and Sense 8. And I did laundry. Mother of the Year.

The sun is back, the air is sweet and things seem possible.