My friend Elizabeth left a message letting me know that she was coming to the beach on Thursday for a little peace, quiet, and more importantly, a break from her Lenten duties. She suggested a fish and chips dinner and a martini - one of our traditions whenever we get together - at a favourite Irish pub in town Friday evening.There were three of us for dinner; E invited a friend and parishioner (named Biz) to join us and we had a great time. The fish was wonderful (they use grouper), as usual, and the company was grand. We laughed out loud and shared stories about everything and nothing in particular. That single martini - Bombay Sapphire Gin with two olives - did us a world of good and gave us just enough buzz to let loose. The whole affair was perfect medicine.
I arrived at the apartment still smiling and right on time to watch Keith and Rachel before nodding off to sleep. Slept well and woke to the rising of the crescent moon with Venus as an added bonus just above the horizon.
It's going to be a good day; a bit cold, but the plan is to spend the day cooking and listening to music. Jambalaya is first on the agenda followed by marinated pork roast. I am grateful to have the entire weekend off to do only what strikes my fancy. Nice.
More later, maybe.
*
I took yesterday off because of an appt with some hvac service techs so I have had a long weekend. So far it has been one of the most productive weekends I have had in a long time. Of course, I am totally bushed now.
ReplyDelete