Currently
It's the end of a perfect late-summer day in Seattle. As befits the amazing summer we've had so far, today must have been near 80 with not a cloud in the sky when Dayna called around 1 to see if we wanted to join her and Jason at Matthew's Beach for some lounging and swimming. The beautiful weather would have been enough to get us there, but the slight undercurrent of fall in the air (I don't know if it's the beginnings of color in the leaves, shadows that are just a bit longer than they are in August or a barely discernible coolness on the breeze.) propelled us out the door in no time flat.
After a wonderful afternoon of beer, cards and food, 'Lex and I came home so she could get ready to go out with her sister to a Michael Jackson sing-along tribute and I started making a loaf of bread. Now, a few hours later, I am sitting on the floor of my living room, very relaxed, while the bread bakes, my cat purrs while the sounds of a shitty cover band somewhere at the bottom of the hill playing "Voulez-vous coucher avec moi" and "My Perogative" (which, I just unfortunately discovered, was covered by Britney Spears.) floats into our place
Anyway, before I completely melt into the couch, I wanted to share a bit how my night was going for no other reason than that I can.
I hope your night is going as well, whatever you're doing.
Posted by Charles Redell
