This weekend is going to be all about the ballet, long dog walks, sunshine, good people, great coffee, no politics, reading, wearing shorts because Jesus Christ global warming it’s like the middle of summer here, poetry, cake, cage wrestling because I kind of made a deal with someone, magazines, men and some kissing, great girlfriends and a whole lot of love.
I feel filled with love.
Except for the cyclists in the park. God they’re a bunch of rude, badly behaved not-in-the least-bit charming not-so-nice people.
And not for the serial killers, axe murderers, people who disturb my naps, phone salesmen or anyone who is rude, stupid and an idiot.
So much love to give.
Have a groovy weekend y’all.