Not that I want to make a big deal out of it, but I slept late, had both brunch and dinner delivered on a tray and watched 6 episodes of In Treatment. Dave claims I owe him nothing.
The miniscule downside to the day yesterday was that I left the spout open when I poured myself a glass of white wine and inadvertently covered the floor in Pinot Grigio, and I forgot which part of the crochet/ripout cycle I was on and ripped out a section of an entirely unneeded scarf that actually had shape. This was a small but humiliating cost for an unexpectedly rewarding yet selfish day.
Ah, another person who watches In Treatment! I know there are myriads, but don't know who they are. None of my friends seem to be interested. Scott yawns and goes to bed the minute it comes on, while I crank the volume up so as not to miss a word and yearn for more than two or three episodes in a row.
ReplyDeleteYou do seem to have life down pat.
ReplyDeleteAh, deliciously decadent, Lorna. Do you guys celebrate Thanksgiving or a form of it?
ReplyDeleteCooooooooooooooool!!!! I need a day like that!
ReplyDeleteI would like a day like that, that is if it is not in a health care facility. I've done that more than I like lately.
ReplyDeleteu lucky girl u!
ReplyDeleteI adore your sense of humor!!
ReplyDeleteIt's always so much fun to visit your blog!
Bedhead looks good on you. :)