Sophie in motion...

This is what happens when I try to work on the computer...



I'm not productive but I love that cat to pieces...

It's been an emotionally exhausting weekend and I'm supposed to be at the Ghoulies show like, right now, but between a lack of real sleep and remembering that I have to be at work super-early tomorrow, well that didn't happen.

Plus, the alone time was much needed, I believe. Also, being alone means watching the Emmys and choking up, unabashedly, at the sight of Farrah Fawcett (crazy!), Kate Jackson (umm..what happened to her eyes?) and Jaclyn Smith (amazingly gorgeous) together on stage for the Aaron Spelling tribute. I guess I truly am a child of the '70s for getting all teary over seeing my favorite childhood heroines reunited. Of course, considering that they were heroines in TV's Golden Age of Jiggle...well, anyway, we won't go there...

And speaking of heroines, today I got to have brunch with some of my smart lady friends from Mills (and one smart lady friend husband - I think that's a new band name: The Smart Lady Friend Husbands. Or the name of Kathleen Hannah's next band) and the two hour visit was very fun and inspiring and gave me a much-needed spark of creative optimism.

Because of course we talked about Gilmore Girls and food and soaps.

What, you thought we got all Dorothy Parker?

OK, back to the Emmys and, then, to bed...