Curses. I came home after a fabulous book club meeting at Sassy J’s place and accidentally erased several messages. Viggo, were you trying to call me? I hate it when that happens.
By the way, Sassy J is an excellent cook*. She served mojitos, endives stuffed with goat cheese and walnuts, some kind of eggplant spread, pesto and bread, gazpacho, spinach and chickpea pasta salad, fruit, and oatmeal cookies–all homemade. Guests at my book club meetings are lucky if they get some boiled ravioli from the Italian Market.
Curses again. I just wrote one of those annoying weblog entries that is all about what I had for dinner. Sorry–I’m tired.
* Technically, Sassy J is single, but she kinda likes this guy she’s been dating. Men, better make your move before it’s too late (except for you, Viggo).