(She knew that getting out of bed was an insurmountable obstacle.)
I wish I had a better reason for not posting yesterday--like, I was painting all night, or I read three Faulkner novels, or I was learning French, or some other very respectable thing.
I was at Aaron's restaurant the whole evening getting pissed with M.&R. They are the lovely and generous couple helping to arrange all of our upcoming Portland endeavors. We just wanted to say hello, but they insisted that we join them and drink wine and talk....and one thing led to another. I have never been able to claim a scathing Bordeaux-induced hangover before. (Definately a first.)
To make up for my blogging delinquency, I will be posting through the weekend. I must get back to recovery now...but have a marvelous evening, everyone.