April 5, 2009
The word for today is BATH. It's almost dinner time and we are still trying to get it together to take our baths. First we slept in, and then we made coffee and read the Sunday paper in bed. And then we got frisky, and the hours passed. The Big O. The Big MO. Then the period of quiet contemplation about how really good life can be. And still no bath. We haven't eaten, we haven't washed. We haven't cleaned the house, or done our taxes as we had planned. No indeed. A bathrobe day. A day of rest.