Thursday, January 03, 2008

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.

6 Comments:

Blogger Tracey R. said...

Say whaa?!?! What happened?

1:02 PM  
Blogger Franklin5 said...

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.

2:28 PM  
Blogger anniemcq said...

So sorry, friend. The loss of a just-us weekend in Napa would have me singing something much angrier... Sex Pistols maybe.

5:02 PM  
Blogger Tracey R. said...

Well poop on mother nature.

7:51 PM  
Blogger nodnarB! said...

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.

10:13 PM  
Anonymous trabilcobb said...

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.

7:43 AM  

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