I asked the question - I should answer it.
At this moment in time my perfect weekend would involve:
my husband, my cat and my house. It starts with a clean house - so I don't spend the weekend doing things like cleaning the bathroom or moving piles so I can at the dinning room table. I want enough books, food , dvds , and drink of various sort so we don't have to leave the house. I want to go for long walks, read, watch large chunks of series or movies that have been on my list forever. Long walks would be good, but I just want to say hi to neighbors, no long conversations that end up at restaurants. I want to cook good for us. ( or matt can cook). I want to do the dishes together. I want matt to red, play guitar - and work in the garage , only if he wants to. maybe I'll play in the garden. While I want to do some stuff together I don't want my stuff to interfere with his stuff or visa versa.
My perfect weekend is so far out of reach, I'll probably just stay home and mope.
I am close to the Jersey Shore, but I won't be going there. I do love Brigantine Island, though. My sister used to have a beach house there. (It's near Atlantic City.)
eta excellent book blurb, paperdol! It would get me to buy it, even if I weren't gonna anyway. Oh, that's what I can do this weekend!
Today's crazy Tour de France news:
For the second time, a rider went down because he ran into a dog loose on the road. Dog is fine, rider got back up and got right back on his bike, but not until he skidded about ten feet on his ass.
WTF is wrong with people?
Well, this guy was in the breakaway, which was a good fifteen minutes ahead of the main field. If you want to be charitable, it's possible they didn't expect any riders to be passing at that point.
But really, yeah. Put the damn dog on a leash. Both times, I think they've been lucky that the dogs weren't hurt.
Maybe the dogs are doped? Or maybe just the dog owners?
My perfect weekend would be to have Noah and Grace home without durable medical equipment (but we would have air conditioning instead!)
I saw the lovely Polgara today. You all should be jealous.
This is the nuttiest TdF evah! Aren't you glad you chose this season to pimp me into it?
Aren't you glad you chose this season to pimp me into it?
Little did I know! Did you know there's only one other time that the leader has been kicked out in the middle of the Tour? It was in something like 1978, and they caught him with a whole tubing system and someone else's urine. Oops.
This is the nuttiest TdF evah!
It really is -- and it's a nutty-assed sport. In non-dog-thwacking news, Paul did the stage description in Swahili today, quite fluently, and in what sounded like a lot of detail. (And I though he was impressive for not mangling French!)