The man wasn't well yesterday, and he stayed home from work. We binge-watched Westworld, a very dystopian vision of humanity, and yet, it felt like pure escapism whenever we took a break to check on what was happening in the real world. He's back at the museum today, hosting scientific visitors to his department, while I am sitting here trying to work. I find I am missing certain details and so will have to interview my subject again. Tonight, I'll be going to a wine and paint class with my daughter, redeeming her birthday present to me. It will be lovely to spend time with my girl, who I haven't set eyes on in a week. It's raining out, which is a relief. Nothing much to say today. I'm here.
I love those painting classes. I've been minus the wine. They take you away. And you beautiful daughter will be there and love you up. I hope your Mr is really well and not just going to work cause he has to. I'm with you today.💕
ReplyDeleteJoanne, I've been wanting to go to one of these classes for a while, hence the birthday gift. I can't think of a better painting class companion than my girl. Other than looking forward to the class, I feel singularly blah today. I hope you're not with me on that. Sending love.
DeleteI'm glad you're here, there!
ReplyDeleteAw Elizabeth, i heart you.
DeleteI'm glad you're here too! We haven't watched Westworld yet. Wine and paint sounds fun!
ReplyDeleteSteve, it's definitely diverting, and for a Zen Buddhist like yourself, thought provoking.
DeleteI'm joining those who are glad for you. I hope your husband feels better and that you and your daughter have a wonderful time.
ReplyDeletee, thank you, friend. and yes, my girl and i had the BEST time.
DeleteHere is good!
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