andamu

All of a sudden my social calendar has filled up, my dance card is full.
There are the usual family and step-family events of course; these go through periods of intense activity, followed by more leisurely spaced happenings before the cycle repeats.

On Saturday not one but two friends flew in from abroad; one will be around for three months, but the other is leaving this weekend.
Then on Tuesday a college classmate flew in on the way from Hawaii to California, before going home to Chicago; the poor guy drew two terrible locations for his current projects, don't you think?
He will be flying out tomorrow, just before two blogging friends arrive for the weekend.
And have I mentioned the upcoming lunch with a colleague yet?

I am all a-flutter (in a good way) and I feel I should put on a pretty party dress and stilettos.
And I don't do dresses (unless you count saris) and I definitely don't do heels.

PS: May I write about books again yet? Pretty please?