* "I fed the dogs."
"I fed the dogs."
And I giggle periodically throughout the day. They thought nothing odd about getting two breakfasts--did not even tell us.."Errr, guys you fed us already."
* The tartness, almost bitter, of icy cold lemon Italian soda.
* When the light begins to come through the upper six panes of my window the tree limbs create a batik against the light blue sky.
* The lights dim. We sit exposed to interminable, dreadful ads and reminders to turn off our cell phones...........then brilliance, clever dialogue, vibrant colors. Wes Anderson=ahhhhh!!
reading: Victoria's Daughters by Jerrold M Packard
The Girl From Foreign by Sadia Shepard