Weekend? Gone so soon?

Weekend? Where did you go so fast? Was it something I said; you seemed to vanish so quickly? I found myself sitting in bed this morning, covers up to my chin, looking out at the empty, lonely monday morning, calling out "call me?" in a sad, pathetic effort inspiring you to a quick return.I know we didn't start off on the best foot? Friday evening, precious time and IQ points were lost that will never be regained: At least my crepes of butter and cream, with a side of mushrooms, saved the evening from a total bust:

Saturday we regained our footing. I taught three classes, one of which was "Pilates for Pink" which raised some money for breast cancer:Post tuck and squeeze I decided my toes and fingernails needed a little spiffying up:Date Night with HH still has me giddy and swooning.....................................................And how about sleeping in on Sunday morning (well 6 am is sleeping in for me,) with 2 french presses, 3 newspapers, and an outing with Truman?

Finish it off with an afternoon nap, Lapsong Souchong tea, and dinner with friends. The only thing missing was a tryst with the family, and it would have been the perfect weekend.Weekend, please hurry back.