Any day that begins and ends with champagne is a good day.
The sun was out, there was a Spanish guitar-playing guy on my subway this morning, I had a bottle of champagne with my brunch, the food came fast and hot, my seats to a show at the theatre were upgraded to the next section, there was no wait in the lineup at the cafe afterwards, we got a window seat, jazz played all afternoon, we ran amok in the neighbourhood candy store...
Then I came home to a sumptuous dinner of roast beef tenderloin with green beans, asparagus and salad, more champagne, then cheese and grapes. And more champagne.
It was a very good day.
If only life was like this all the time.
The sun was out, there was a Spanish guitar-playing guy on my subway this morning, I had a bottle of champagne with my brunch, the food came fast and hot, my seats to a show at the theatre were upgraded to the next section, there was no wait in the lineup at the cafe afterwards, we got a window seat, jazz played all afternoon, we ran amok in the neighbourhood candy store...
Then I came home to a sumptuous dinner of roast beef tenderloin with green beans, asparagus and salad, more champagne, then cheese and grapes. And more champagne.
It was a very good day.
If only life was like this all the time.
