It’s 6:00 p.m. on a Saturday night, and instead of having my usual glass of red wine and a few crackers and olives, I am tucking into bed for a nap.
Yup, you read right: a nap.
We are going to see Joel McHale at Pechanga tonight!
The 8 p.m. show sold out, and they added a 10:30 p.m. show, and that is where we will be in a few hours.
But first….sleep. Sweet, restorative sleep.
Rain is drumming on the roof. Wii is uncomplainingly and reliably babysitting the kids. Most of the emails and all of the phone messages are answered.
Earlier today, I drove up to Riverside for a baby shower. I saw several rainbows on the way, which I think is a wonderful omen for Baby Girl Schultz. She will be the first girl born into this particular family in over 70 years! Needless to say, there was a lot of pink at the shower.
On the way home, I saw fellow writer’s group participant Lisa Musick’s husband Kurt Musick’s paint company truck.
At the exact moment I saw him, I saw a rainbow, and I saw a couple walking across the Rancho California freeway overpass walking a dog dressed in a full-on leather jacket.
I wished Kurt Musick and I had been walking instead of driving in our separate cars so I could tell him how I know his wife, and we could ask the couple about the dog dressed like a biker. But this is So Cal, even if it sometimes feels like a little village, and we drive everywhere, and he doesn’t know me anyway, so we drove on and now I’m ready for my nap.


