Sunday was the perfect antidote to Saturday night.

Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you to the lovely Juliet.

I mostly stayed home Sunday and enjoyed the beautiful weather. Eventually, who would have guessed?, I had to get out in the Miata and drive around.

I went to the grocery to get some cat food.

Then, to Barnes and Noble, but the one up on Memorial and not the one right next to my house. I bought three mind candy trash mystery novels, one by my all time favorite, Elmore Leonard, one by the truely magical James Lee Burke, and one by Neuromancer author William Gibson. I dove into the Elmore Leonard immediately upon returning home.

I sat for 100 pages in the sunlight from the south in the open door to my back yard, interrupted only twice by a needy Sinatra whose belly just had to be scratched at that exact moment OR ELSE!

It was like taking a really long breath. A sigh out of all my “troubles” and a breathe in of good, sweet, smokey and tree pollen filled fresh air. Yeah, I’m stopped up as can be, but it’s OK. It’s not much different than a really tight starched shirt collar.

Anyway, went for a late coffee at Nichols Hills Plaza Starbucks with the lovely Juliet and we hatched a terrific plot.

I gave her a little cash and she went to the grocery for bell pepper and onion.

I went home and put pasta on to boil.

Yes, I actually cooked and ate at home.

Whole wheat penne pasta covered with marinara flavored by sweet garlic and Italian sausage. I paired this with a romaine lettuce salad drenched in Flip’s dressing and some garlic toast. Sweet Iced Tea as the beverage, YUM!

Juliet is such a good dinner companion. She’s so relentlessly upbeat and happy that she even turned around my restless and discontent mood and I became giddy with content and serenity.

She even brought with her a wonderful DVD to watch after the meal was put away and the dishes were in the dishwasher.

We cuddled on the couch and watched “Central Station,” a Brazilian movie that I liked quite a bit.

Thank you, Juliet. You were perfect, as usual. J’adore.

Now, it’s Monday morning and back to the grind. This Monday, though, I’m ready to face whatever shall come my way.

TTFN