Dream state
All the leaves are brown,
And the sky is gray.
I've been for a walk
On a winter's day.
I'd be safe and warm
If I was in L.A.
California dreamin'
On such a winter's day...
So: not this weekend, then. Maybe in March.
Sigh.
And the sky is gray.
I've been for a walk
On a winter's day.
I'd be safe and warm
If I was in L.A.
California dreamin'
On such a winter's day...
So: not this weekend, then. Maybe in March.
Sigh.
posted by mrsf5 at 12:50 PM
6 Comments:
Say whaa?!?! What happened?
Oh, I'm just feeling melodramatic.
Mother Nature has crapped all over our fabulous shiny plan to spend a just-us, happy-fortieth weekend in Napa Valley, while the muppers chill with the grandparents.
We're working on Plan B. But until then, the Mamas and the Papas keep singing this song in my head, over and over.
And over and over and over again.
So sorry, friend. The loss of a just-us weekend in Napa would have me singing something much angrier... Sex Pistols maybe.
Well poop on mother nature.
I say you stomp out the poo-poo mood and head to Del Dotto vineyards for the "Cave Tour". The muppers will love spelunking in the sandstone caverns dug out by the 1920's Chinese immigrants while you sip Cab Franc from a pippet fresh from the barrel. Just my 5 cents.
How about a weekend in lovely Brenham? I happen to know of a comfortable loft available for a few days at a VERY reasonable price. And there are TWO wineries in the area, so it's almost just like Napa.
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