Good morning y'all, I'm back! (pause to allow cheers to subside) Last night Shirley and I returned from our brief soiree to Paso Robles, relaxed and happy, and not at all ready to return. We ate a lot, drank a lot more, and did a considerable amount of nothing. In between we watched the Lakers beat the Celtics, yay (that's us in a bar at right, waiting for the game to start), did some poolside reading, and drove through a lot of vineyards. We even did a bit of wine tasting, discovered some new grapes (Wild Horse negrette, who knew?) and took a tour of "the caves" at Eberle.
The high point might have been dinner last night at the Stonehouse at San Ysidero Ranch in Montecito, featuring a 2005 Rubicon paired with Steak Diane, preceded by an asparagus salad and followed with unbelievable spearmint ice cream (!), wrapped up by a wonderful cheese plate and some Warre's '70 port. The meal of the world...
The low point was watching email pile up, and my todo list getting longer and longer... I have look into this delegation stuff. I was gone three days and it will take me three more days to catch up.
Sitting poolside, reading my Kindle*, looking out over a magnificant view of Paso Robles vineyards, I was struck by an exchange in A Good Year:
"This place does not suit my life
"No, it's your life that does not suit this place
So true. I must find a way to hit <pause> from time to time...
And today is Father's Day! Yay. You may be sure I will be poolside once again, drinking a blue drink :) And perhaps later I will retire to the blogitorium, as there is much to post... stay tuned!
[ Update: Jordan has mastered making blue drinks - we call them "blue J's" :) and I had way too many, and am not qualified to post or indeed do anything. Mostly I just toasted myself today in all senses. And tomorrow I am leaving for Boston (!) for a few days... so we'll see about posting, but please do stay tuned... ]
* The Girl Who Kicked Over the Hornet's Nest was excellent. A perfect ending to a great series. I cannot put my finger on why these books were so compelling, but they were...