Buon Giorno! I’ve been there – to the restaurant, Buon Giorno, also home of I Nonni where we had our lovely dinner this past Saturday – and back, had a blast buying wine with the fabulous input of Mark, their wine buyer. Don’t want to, but I’ll have to wait until tonight to have a taste…
…because it would put me right out, ohhhhh, I stayed up far too late last night, yes, once again gabbing with the girls and recording a two-part episode of Feminine Hijinx. We had a fabulous guest, three-time women’s hockey Olympian and medalist Tricia Dunn-Luoma. She’s awesome! Funny, smart, beautiful and of course in amazing shape, she chatted with us about the Olympic experience but also participated in our all-out-naughty-talk-silliness and shared the story of her first kiss. Woo hoo for Tricia! (By the way, those medals are heavy! And gorgeous, she brought them to show us, all quite distinctive in shape, size, and weight. Can you imagine winning an Olympic medal? It blows my mind…)
Hey, I just realized I’ve chatted with an arctic explorer (Ann Bancroft) and Olympic medalist (Tricia) in the same week! What a week! Grrrrrrrls rule! And they’re hip, fun and cool, on top of being amazing athletes, so grrrrrrrls rock too!
Grrrrrsputter…I’m a tired grrrrrl tonight, people (as Suz would say, I love that), not much inspired to cook dinner. There’s a smidge of tonnato (tuna spread) in the fridge, and another smidge of leftover chicken from last night. Some cheese. Fresh fruit. Definitely enough to get us through… I’m so tired I’m not even hungry – NO! Not me. But yes, it appears to be true. I have to forego our neighborhood women’s association meeting tonight, I just don’t have it in me, and I almost always have it in me for chick-chat and wine. Need. Sleep. (I feel guilty writing that, knowing how tired my little sis Stacey is, with Baby Cooper; now THAT’S tired. My tired does not compare, poor Pooh.) Goodnight people!
I'll be not far behind you, my dear, gettin' into my warm cozy bed. My butt is a-draggin' as well.