The town of Boulder on a sleepy Saturday during the school year.

Saturday. Boulder.

We had a flurry of activity early this morning, with a visit to the Kitchen, and toffee french toast for all. I managed to eat about half. Then we bopped around Target a bit, because I forgot to bring my underwear. We ended up buying a lot of food, too, and we just ate some lovely spaghetti with tomato and garlic sauce.

I’ve spent the rest of the day in sedentary fashion, and I feel like I am a disappointing host. Hostess. Tomorrow, the Dushanbe Tea House. I think that they have brunch there.

I wish I knew if this level of activity of mine is my “new normal.” And I wonder if it can be reset higher.

Now it is technically Sunday so this makes today’s date wrong for now. We watched “True Lies” all the way to the bleeding end of the show. Nothing will ever make me believe that the Governator could have ever flown a Harrier jet.

Now I’ve tucked into bed, and taken my medicine.