If I could bottle this...

Yesterday was, for all intensive purposes, delightful. I needed a delightful day. I have been working incredibly hard and get very stressed out during the week. My weekend is the only salvation of my sanity. I have intentionally NOT gone anywhere for the last two weekends because I have just needed a break that bad.

The beauty of yesterday was that it was complete happenstance delightful. Very different from your contrived or planned delightful. I had a very nice man in my company for the better part of yesterday. A man who really does not need to be entertained by me in order to enjoy himself (let's face it, my mere existence is plenty entertaining to many.) A man with a serious penchant for cuddling on the couch. A man who shares my general philosophy of laziness and has no problem spending a significant amount of time in my exceptionally girly abode. This is why we keep inviting him there.

It was a little overcast yesterday, which is very welcome in Phoenix. We sat on the patio and had coffee and then watched a movie. We started watching a little football until we decided pizza was mandatory. We're gluttons. We know. It's fun. Don't judge. Let's just say that large amounts of really good pizza and slightly overcast skies lend themselves to a really truly fabulous activity. The midday nap. There is only one thing better than napping. It's waking up to the sound of thunder after sleeping god knows how long.

The highlight of my weekend was a good half an hour on my patio, under a blanket with aforementioned man, watching it pour down rain, my lantana plants perfuming the air, two large dogs trying very hard to climb under the blanket with us. It was just chilly enough to warrant the blanket but not so much that being outside was not tolerable. After it stopped raining, we went back inside to make more coffee, which we appropriately spiked. More football on the couch.

Eventually, he had to get back to his own house which left me with an entire early evening to do whatever I felt the need to do. I spend the rest of the night on my couch furiously trying to finish a wrap I'm knitting, watching old movies and drinking tea. I lit the first fire in my fireplace for the season. It was just too lovely not too. Really, Earl Grey and Gene Kelly need a fireplace. And it was perfect for watching movies in which Americans become Parisians and spending a few hours in a dream world where I got to be Audrey Hepburn being photographed by Fred Astaire.

I slept well and very peacefully last night.

Comments

[Kelly]

That sounds like a perfectly delightful day, V.