A needed brain break

Another lazy day. This weekend is so great. I'm working on an essay on Mary and grace. Skipping a friend's first gig in the city (sorry Matt). I'm on a theological role and just couldn't bear the thought of BARTing to and fro.

Adam sleeps on OUR bed. Gotta make that "our" clear. We split the expenses of the sleeping upgrade. Worth every damn cent.

It's raining out. I love it. Gonna eat fancy French brie and goat cheese and drink red wine tonight before going to see Kill Bill Vol. 2.

Oooh. I might be going to see Prince on June 2. Prince rocks my world. RollingStone said he was doing old stuff and going easy on the Jehovah's Witness bit. How cool would it be to see Prince?? The mere thought makes me want to do my happy dance.

Saw the Stepford Wives (the original) last night. SO GOOD. You must rent it now. Creepy as all get out. Just fabulous.

Back to work now.

More praise for the almighty bed

I don't know what it is exactly about this bed that has transformed my room, but the room feels different. I have less space and yet more space. Alas, he has gone back to his place tonight. Back to his work week. Back to mine. But, this is our first joint purchase and I have been revelling in it all week. While it is a very good thing that space be maintained and used wisely and enjoyed.... I miss looking over from my window seat and seeing him reading or writing or curled up with my bear on the bed. We spent the whole weekend together. I am reminded of an experience, now years ago, when I was with someone I loved and realized that after a week spent entirely together 24/7 that I did not want to go home. A good moment. A realization of love that sucks all the bitterness from parting and leaves only the sweet.