And There It Goes

How does it happen? That two days could disappear just like that. It was a crazy busy weekend. Crazy busy good, but it's 11 pm on Sunday, and I haven't gotten that much accomplished.

Not that I know what I wanted to accomplish.

What I do know is that I want to accomplish some sleep in short order.

So, the highlights reel:

• delicious tapas, martinis, lips
• breakfast and paper, my server grinning happy to see me, singing "She'll have the don fran" to the kitchen staff
• honey filled tea and chat with my Shelley
• holding my own during a busy floor shift at venus envy
• Roho's kale, Steve's potatoes, squash in general
• yoga, where my teacher was thrilled that I could do a full lotus, and I was thrilled with my new mat
• delicious sandwich at the Wild Oat
• discovering that I haven't lost my touch driving in snow, standard transmission be damned.
• massage, "No wonder you had a migraine. That knot in your back? The two in your neck? Your jaw? No wonder."
• delicious soup, lips