It was too nice today to be trapped indoors, even in my very favorite place. But it's supposed to rain tomorrow, so I'll be back at it then.
For all of you who wondered if I'd fallen off the face of the earth since last week -- no, I haven't, but it was close. There's been a lot going on at work, the plans for PR Weekend in Philly are being finalized, and there's just been a lot happening.
Last night was the opening of the local theater's final production of the season, a steampunk-themed Twelfth Night. The costumes were so much fun, and the whole show was a blast. We went out afterward to the opening party and wandered home around midnight.
Today is Mario's birthday - an almost reasonable age - and while today we just did our normal Saturday errands, I'm currently waiting for him to get out of the shower so I can start getting ready for our dinner out.
I'll be wearing my new Burda sheath dress, but unfortunately, not its matching jacket. Said jacket met its demise yesterday. I took the day off from work to do a variety of things, one of which was finishing the jacket to wear tonight. Thankfully I tried it on again before I got too much further, because it just didn't work, on me or as an idea. The dress works well alone; I'll have to wear something over it while we're out, but so be it. I mostly started making the wadder jacket because I had leftover fabric anyway. Not a good enough reason.
Today, after we did our errands, I was going to sew. I got as far as heading up the back stairs, and then I heard something calling me. It was the yard.
So I took a pitcher of iced tea, a few magazines and some farmer's market oatmeal raisin cookies and I went out and sat at the table in the sun for about 2 hours, feeling as lazy as one of my cats. The tree peony bloomed this week when I wasn't looking, but as I sat there reading, I could hear the bees buzzing in and out of the blossoms.
Speaking of cats, Max here says it's a wonderful day to get the sun on his belly.
I just heard the shower stop, so I'm off to transform into something cleaner and a bit more festive than my current state - I couldn't be expected to just sit in the garden, right? I had to do some weeding and cut back the lilac and water the salad greens and dig about 20 pounds of compost into the new vegetable bed.
No wonder I'm hungry for his birthday dinner.