A perfect September Day

I'm right. It is a perfect cool but sunny september day and I'm wearing a tweed jacket and big boots so that I look like a dominatrix for a variety of meetings today! It's working and everyone seems to be falling in line.

This crazy weather follows a brillant weekend with very little humidity. We had an abortive outing with some friends on Friday night to try a new hot chic french restaurant in tribeca that I had been reading about. They just forgot to tell me when I made the reservation that they didn't have a liquor license. Nothing to drink on a Friday night? 4 crestfallen adults. Who soon took to their phones and moved on to a fabulous Italian restaurant that I had known nothing about. Alays great to go to a new place.

Saturday was a whirlwind of the usual of taking Miss Murray to Park and then taking Kate to what I think is the last of the mitzvahs. Besides which we've run out of clothes -- repetition appears to be a big sin -- or so I've been told. Off to dinner with friends and Kate baby sat for their daughter. They were both eager for us to leave and let them play and we obliged and went down the street to a french restaurant. Finally.

And then the fabled mother's day when I'm often surprised that I'm part of this club. But it was a lovely day because everybody in the family was fooded out and so we didn'thave to go out at all. I was able to take naps all day, on and off, and gather for dinner at some reasonable hour and watch an old movie with Clark Gable and Sophia Loren made in the 1960's and filmed in Capri. Wonderful.

Time for a trip to Italy. Actually when is it not time for a trip to Italy?