Clean Mouth, Dirty Mind

Relaxing.

After the extended working week & full dance card every night, this afternoon has been blessedly quiet.

Due to either early senility, or everyday confusion, I didn't have a party to go to on Saturday night, so the party came to me, in the form of SarinG & Maelefic. Good food, good music, good company ~ just what this walking dead required... Then, following on from the longest Sunday at work ever, I came home to throw my hat in the ring of a productive gathering with Hands & Feet yesterday, or at least most of them. New parts for an older song, great playing from all concerned, lyrics & vocals coming along nicely. Plans, discussions, visions... dreams, we've got 'em all.

M'fic stayed over & was thus dragged off to Mascot today & left to his own devices while I went to the dentist & had my teeth scraped, polished, x-rayed, scraped again & fluorided. I either have to do this more often, or not drink so much coffee & red wine. Tough choice...

A domestic afternoon under the threatening grey clouds coming from the west. Will the washing dry in time, or will it get an extra rinse cycle?

And tomorrow I run back to the circus.