Thank you, Sunday, for helping to ease the transition from an awesome Saturday (dinner at my favorite Indian place, Our Idiot Brother, and an episode of Arrested Development with my best friend, her husband, and my boyfriend) to a full-on case of the Mondays (being guilt tripped by my mother for not calling her yesterday, even though I was with her all day Saturday). Nobody does it better.
Don't shush me!
...because it's already happened in restaurants, movie theaters, and most recently, at a Broadway show.
At any given moment of the day, there are an infinite number of disconnected thoughts swirling around in my brain. This blog is an attempt at a semblance of peace of mind; a good night's sleep wouldn't be so bad, either.
Sep12
