heading west, back to los angeles, darlings #palmsprings #relaxed

what a delicious dawn over the mountains

– just wanted to share it with you while we pack to drive west again to los angeles:

just having a cup of coffee, waiting for everyone here to wake up, before we hit the road.

the only blip of sadness in a perfect trip is the Bloody Pills we have to take.

back at the day job, our Executive Assistant, (for we nominally attempt to fulfill the role of Executive, you see) said:

but if the pills make you feel nausea and depressed and moody, maybe you should stop taking them.

but then we will die.

oh.

we really must be more careful with the sensibilities of Americans ;-)

it was a downer of a conversation.

but – back to the trip!

here’s what we did yesterday:

some sight-seeing (Kaufmann House, designed by Neutra)

lots of enjoying the long desert shadows on our new Vivid Red glossy toes.

a delicious brunch at Escena with gb. (the sun was a little strong, so we had to tie a white linen napkin, like a Very Fashionable kerchief, around the scar so the collagen didn’t melt…apparently No Sunbathing until 2012 according to the Surgeon’s Instructions).

then we took a nap and on-and-off watched Glee (we don’t own a telly/television/transmitting product so the whole big-screen-in-the-home concept is Very Odd to us) with gb while he figured out the new Kindle Fire device.

and – for the evening’s delights, we had supper with nine of gb’s Lovely Palm Spring Friends at a mexican cantina place called mirasol which was scrumptious (do You always need to take a nap after a corn tortilla or two?) and we were ever so Tickled Pink to be able to sit outside (such clement weather).

after meeting with up with more friends nearby for a lovely chat, we took a stroll down the high street/main street/twinkle-light road.

we are feeling Ever So Relaxed…..

and now a long drive back to los angeles (well, 90 mins in fast traffic, endless in bumber-to-bumber-ness) but there’s always the vintage radio stations out west plus the Wave 94.7 which is doing gospel versions of christmas tunes.

yes, that’ll be teamgloria singing in the silver Ford-something, windows down, hair blowing in the breeze, a big smile and a scar that is Awfully Excited to be on the Other Coast for the first time.

quick comedy moment to leave you with…..one of gb’s friends is a gentleman of a certain delicious vintage who lived in NYC during the late 50s to circa 1975…..we were a bit naughty yesterday when we bumped into him and noticed that he spotted the scar:

we had our throat slit

we said with a wink and a little smile

New York hasn’t changed much then

he replied

yes, definitely a teamgloria sort of person. we loved it.

medical leave day 19: a walk in the park and GB flies in from the Other Coast

a delicious day.

we took it very slow. and things are getting easier. most noticeably because we are getting out a little – a little further each day too.

we took a stroll across washington square park (On Our Own!) and rested a lot (tis strange how long it takes to get anywhere when one has to rest at highly frequent intervals but we did manage it).

mC came to meet us at NYU where we spent some time with friends. while we waited for her we sat here on this window seat and read a while.

this was the view out of the window from that lovely spot. a rare sight – a back garden in manhattan.

then – back chez nous – Another Parcel (we Adore a Parcel)! some more delicious sunday supplements from the English newspapers courtesy of our splendid friends @ilicco and @kate_day. so kind. especially good to ward off any potential blues on the horizon. one cannot be sad with the british telly reviews of Downtown Abbey, darlings.

GB arrived! now GB is our Most Traveled (American, so we are only using this spelling) Friend. he flew in from the Other Coast to come and stay and cheer us up for a couple of days.

and he brought us a present From JAPAN (we are So Lucky to have all these lovely friends bringing and sending delicious gifts – we are truly grateful in our time of confinement)