sunday

Days and days of cold rain. We in San Francisco are a bunch of wussies, I know. Thankfully we have a fireplace, and while it doesn't do a great job of heating the house, it creates such ambiance. After a very nourishing dinner of brown rice, baked yams, steamed kale and chicken or tofu, we plan to sit in front of the fire and listen to some David Sedaris books on CD. It's my kind of Sunday night.