It was Monday morning and there I was…still in holiday mode. Teresa went off to work and I sat around blogging with a whole slothful day ahead. I stayed an extra day in order to go a reading in San Francisco; my UCLA writing adviser has a new book and perhaps hearing her talk about it would inspire me to write more/better/brilliantly…or at the very least simply to put words on paper/feed words into Surfy. (That plan fell apart but the sloth part of the day worked well.)
But back to April 3rd when the still ‘all about me’ phase of the week hadn’t quite run its course.
Do love that Pomegranate restaurant.