Sunday, November 30, 2008

Sunday Morning

The weekend's been a good one. Dinner at the Canary Hotel with J on Thursday was really nice. The rest of the weekend involved a bit of shopping; reading the morning paper at cafes; going to the Saturday Farmers' Market; gardening; dining on fresh gazpacho, bread, and taleggio cheese; a movie; and enjoying the great sunny weather and mild 68-degree temperatures. Before the weekend's done I may make a pear-ginger upside-down cake, but first I really need to make a dent into cleaning up this house and various piles of clothes that need folding, as well as a mountain of paperwork and unopened mail. And then there's that angst about starting the workweek tomorrow... though things really aren't bad at work, aren't very busy, and may include a two-night business trip to West Los Angeles, followed by a Saturday reunion with college friends in Sacramento and a night in San Francisco.

Why am I having this existential crisis again? Oh yeah... the future. Much as one tries to live -- like a good aspiring Buddhist -- "in the present moment," that pesky future thing can't totally be ignored all the time.


LadrĂ³n de Basura (a.k.a. Junk Thief) said...

Wow, I think we may have the same table runner.

If you have time while you're in SF, I'd love to introduce you to Miss Bow and the cannibal pork store. (Saturday is her sixth birthday.)

Joe said...

LdB: I may be in SF all day Sunday, so I'll keep you posted on plans. I'm getting tired of such "whirlwind" trips to the Bay Area, and traversing a huge chunk of the state in a weekend.

Huntington said...

Mmmm, look at those pancakes. I'm not usually a fan, but anyone who's husband-shopping should know that there are few better breakfasts than our webmaster's lighter-than-air pancakes with coffee from his French press while sitting on his sun porch.

By the way, webmaster, you don't need me to tell you that living in the moment doesn't mean ignoring the future.

The Angry Young Man said...

You should just move up here already, you dumbass.

Salty Miss Jill said...

Sounds like things are at least good for the present, sweetness.
And I'll bet you made those pancakes yourself.

MissLynette said...

clothes and paper ~ the curse of my existence. i wish i could live like a good buddhist. i can't even get started on meditation. too distracted by the clothes and paper.