Working Man Takes a Break

Michael has been working seven days a week. I told him to keep it up and he should burn himself out before the end of the year. He got the hint.

Yesterday, we had a plan: Meet at home after lunch and enjoy the afternoon together.

Early in the morning, I took off for rehab then shopped for food while he went in the other direction to finish up some work. When I got home, there was enough time to make my breakfast quiche (pancetta, scallions, tomatoes and arugula) and my lunch for the next few days (Laughing Cow cheese and spinach stuffed portabella mushrooms) along with some chicken breasts that needed roasting.

We met around 12:30. The weather was delightful – sunny and mid-80's along the ocean. We headed to the top of the pass and drove the ridge and were both stunned at the beautiful views. On one side, the entire Bay Area at our feet and the other side, the endless ocean and beautiful hills. Into the redwoods we drove. Deep redwoods. All the windows were down, the music was playing a CD of our son's group, and the smell of Fall was in the air. 

It felt like we were playing hooky. 

We stopped at an area high in the hills that has a restaurant on one side and a little market on the other where Michael ran in for a Klondike Bar. He does like his ice cream! We drove down the back side of the hills through the redwoods into the rolling hills then the pastures and farmlands. The temperature kept dropping from the high 90's into the low 80's the closer we got to the ocean. Finally, we drove the coast back to our house. 

In the evening, I had a really fun orchestra rehearsal. A full but lovely day. A reminder that life is good.