Ok, so I’ve learned that all good effort aside, some days
there are just not enough hours in the day to actually get a blog written. Saturday just didn't happen.
Friday night included a road trip to Harrisburg and back celebrating Valentine’s
Day at the beautiful and intimate Suba with a quick turnaround to Rehoboh Beach
for an evening of Saturday love at The Cultured Pearl with some of my favorite
people (any time my handle bar mustache, vintage rocking couple show I’m in
paradise!) that included a fast trip return trip for a Sunday afternoon gig in support
of one of my kiddos.
It’s been a L-O-N-G, but truly gratifying weekend.
I wish I had some unbelievable stories to
recount, but alas, except for the usual over loud, falling over one another table at one spot and a karaoke wanna be
begging for stage time at the other nothing remarkable happened. Just lots of glowing, overly cute couples
enjoying the rapture of the moment interspersed with the obvious “first date”
set ups in the corners. All in all, a
good weekend indeed. And I had the
privilege of laying down the sexy, sultry, sweet sounds for romance.
As for Monday, I am sitting here in my great room with a
glass of wine after a night of torturing young people digesting a great meal
prepared on the grill by hubby and my two favorite men busting on each other
while trying to live up to the pool sharks they believe themselves to be. I can’t complain.
Off to enjoy my boys, and my wine. ;)
Happy Monday everyone!
No comments:
Post a Comment