Strippers

It must be the season.

All I want to do is bake cookies, quilt, and curl up in bed with a book and a cup of tea.

I’m nesting.

At least that what it feels like.

All I need to start my creative juices flowing is for the weather to turn a little chilly and I’m ready to become Martha Stewart.

I don’t know when I became so domesticated.

It used to be that I’d spend my weekends doing anything but staying at home working on projects.

I was out traveling, doing things, and exploring the Bay.

Now, I’m quilting, working on costumes, and just taking it easy.

It’s football season, and I find myself sitting on my couch letting the NFL entertain me.

But it’s a solitary joy because NO ONE IN MY FAMILY WATCHES FOOTBALL BUT ME.

This weekend I’m going to a dear old friend’s new home in Monterey to celebrate his housewarming.

And that’s it.

I was going to go to the Renaissance Faire but my plans fell through.

Instead I’m going on a date to see Hustlers, the movie with Jennifer Lopez and Cardi B.

His choice, not mine.

And there you have it.

A nice, mellow recharge weekend!

With strippers.