anyway, i can't even say that i did anything terribly exciting over the weekend, and that was the best part. i got to sleep late, i had lunch with my niece, saw a movie and went out for brunch with my parents (that's a post all by itself). i also got to indulge in my latest slothful activity: sunbathing. i laid out on (on my new chair; heaven!) sunday for about 2 hours and then again yesterday for an hour (i couldn't take anymore than an hour, as i really was sweating like a whore in church). it was absolutely glorious and now i'm a wonderful shade of brown that belies my Sicilian roots. if it wasn't for the fact that i can be a big flaming mary at times, i look like i should be schlepping crates of olives on my shoulders or stomping grapes in a barrel alla Lucy. ironically, with my colorblindness, i feel like i look a touch green, which strikes me as funny.
i also made it through two books this weekend: Chris Kenry's Confessions of a Cassanova and David Stukas' Going Down for the Count, both of which i hightly recomend. i've mentioned in the past how much i adore the way Kenry writes; this book is just as good as his last two (thanks to Magenta, since i bought it with the GC she gave me). David Stukas also is a writer worth reading. he has a (four novel) series of murder mysteries that are absolutely wonderful. they're funny, extremely clever and actually mysterious (ok they were for me, but to someone with any shred of common sense they may be quite simplistic); very Agatha Christie meets Armistead Maupin. i actually corresponded with him recently, and i'm sad to report that he will no longer be writing new installments of this particular series (so pick 'em up now, before they go out of print!).
"Too much of a good thing is wonderful!"~Armistead Maupin
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