What are you up to this weekend, dear readers?
I’m staring out the window at a giant ash tree. The doggies are lying on the couch taking their second mid-morning nap. There’s cinnamon chai in my tea pot, and…I’m getting to work. Sigh.
Got a deadline. Agggggh.
What are you gonna do? It’s my own fault that I have to work this weekend, revising revising revising, but there it is.
Ohhhh, I’d love to have some good friends over this morning, would love to serve them my new brunch obsession: stuffed french toast. Would love to go see a matinee of MAGIC MIKE XXL afterwards, but (whimper,) I can’t.
So go out there and have fun for me, folks. Go to the bookstore after the movie and buy that pretty new romance with the hot cover that makes your insides squeeze and a gourmet coffee for me. Hang out in bed sucking up hours on Pinterest this afternoon. Go check out the tomatoes in the garden, or lie under the trees in the hammock with your sweetie. Enjoy the day for me, please, while I sit here and pay for my sins, writing hot, hot romance. 🙂