Monday, July 21, 2014

And we're back! 

Truth be told, we actually landed late Wednesday night, but between catching up on emails, washing sandy swimsuits and adjusting to life without a frozen margarita in hand, I needed a few days to get back in the swing of things! Luckily by Friday night, nearly everything seemed to have returned to normal. After work, John and I meet up with friends at Masala for our traditional Indian feast, washed down with home-brewed beer and a bit of bubbly. Really, what could be more San Francisco? We drove our friends home and dove straight into bed with an episode of Frasier, feeling giddy with weekend anticipation.

John woke me up early on Saturday morning with breakfast in bed; we had poached eggs over avocado toast and roasted fingerlings, and happily fell into our quiet weekend routine. While I poured over wedding inspiration and planned features, John practiced new repertoire and worked on arrangements. We took a midday pause to run some errands, including a little grocery shopping to restock our rather bare pantry, and returned home with piles of stone fruit, fresh basil for pesto and all the ingredients for a simple paella. I chilled a bottle of Verdejo and was prepping vegetables when I heard the most terrible crash–our bedroom window had leapt out of the frame (the fact that it was never properly installed probably precipitated its fall) and onto John's sturdy bedside table, spraying shards of glass everywhere! After carefully collecting the larger pieces and sweeping up the small bits, we were both thankful for a glass of wine, and cooked supper quietly together. We curled up on the couch to watch a bit of a documentary on La Bayadère, but soon found ourselves engrossed in our projects again. Eventually we trundled into bed, and with the window more than wide open, feel asleep in our chilly bedroom. 

We'd set an early alarm on Sunday and indulged in a bit of snuggling before bounding out of bed to be the very first people in our favorite coffee shop. We practically cleared out their selection of empanadas and sipped our steamy drinks from enormous mugs, then headed home to tape over our window with pieces of cardboard since the morning fog had gotten progressively wetter. Soon we took up our traditional roles at the guitar and computer, respectively. I reached out to vendors, tweaked our menu and planned my editorial calendar while John poured over scores, and we both took a mid-afternoon break to work up a sweat. John was sweet enough to do laundry while I cooked a simple Spanish tortilla for supper and curled up with a book on the history of the San Francisco Ballet, and settled in for a surprisingly late supper once all our chores were done and the clothes put away. We crawled into bed feeling ready to tackle a new week–after just one more episode of Frasier, of course!

Tell me, what were you up to this weekend? Catching up with old friends, having an adventure, or celebrating National Ice Cream Day, perhaps?

Image by Liz Banfield, lace gown by Vera Wang, bouquet by Just Bloomed.


  1. Oh yikes, it's good no one was in the room when the window fell in - how scary!

  2. I love coming here on Mondays. It's just so elegant and cozy.

  3. I love your weekends. They are always so relaxing and interesting.

  4. Sounds relaxing aside from your poor window! And I love the Frasier, I have one friend that thinks it hilarious that Mac and I are always watching it. Good to know someone else loves it too!

  5. yikes! the window falling must have been really scary, so glad that no one was hurt! xo jillian - stop by cornflake dreams, I'm hosting a giveaway! 

  6. I like the sounds of that first sentence - sandy suits and margs!

  7. Glad to hear you had a good trip, and are getting back into the swing of things. Sorry to hear about your window, but I find that chilly summer nights are perfect for cuddling.



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