A typical day

Mrs. G invites us to share a typical day. Well, to be honest, as I examined my typical day, I became increasing disappointed. My life is really boring! How could anyone be interested in that? But, since she insisted, here it is.......

I arise from my luxurious bed and descend the staircase in my restored 18th century townhouse.

Ah...beignets and cafe au lait served in the courtyard. What shall I do today?

A morning swim, perhaps

Sightseeing?

A trip to a museum or gallery

Followed by lunch in a quiet yet romantic spot

I call my secret boyfriend

For a torrid assignation at an elegant, discreet hotel. I dial his number and hear the phone ring.....

Oh, that's the alarm! Dammit, I overslept!

I always wake up sometime between 6:00 and 7:00 o'clock in the morning, and I need a cup of coffee. Even on weekends. I can't help it - it's my body clock.

A couple years ago we got this fancy coffee-maker that grinds the beans fresh. The coffee is wonderful. Cleaning and filling the damn thing each morning is a pain in the ass.

So I usually take yesterday's leftover coffee and do this. [The Man I Love] is horrified by this habit, and always makes a pot of fresh coffee when he gets up. But by that time I'm in the shower, or dressing for work, and ready to jump in the car. Which is why there's always leftover coffee the next morning that I hate to throw out, so I nuke it.

One of the nice things about living in a scenic part of Los Angeles is that you have something nice to look at during the morning commute to work. And plenty of time to look at it.

Here's one clue about how exciting my job is. I happen to have encyclopedic knowledge about how one of these things works.

I spend a lot of time using things like this

To count things like these

Lunch? I often eat at my desk.

I call [The Man I Love] to confer on what's for dinner. And we plan a torrid assignation at

The most romantic place we know.