Most people are probably winding down from their weekend, but I’m totally wound up. Earlier today, I went to a University of Michigan Club of Greater Chicago board appreciation social and had one too many glasses of wine and ended up tipsy. So I came home and took a nap. Then I talked to Racquetball Guy on the phone for quite some time. I was supposed to attend a work function with him tonight but that got canceled. I was a bit disappointed but also somewhat relieved as meeting a boyfriend’s work colleagues can be pretty stressful. Last night after dinner at El Mariachi, we hung out and watched: The School of Rock and Honey. I really liked The School of Rock but Honey put me to sleep. Maybe I was just tired. Earlier in the day after lunch at Tilli’s with a gal pal, we went to Steppenwolf Theatre Company to see: I Never Sing For My Father. The play started off a bit slow but John Mahoney and rest of cast gave a moving performance. Play deals with a young man who must come to terms with the death of his mother and his difficult father. As I reflect on the performance, I have to say that I agree with one of the major themes: “Death ends a life, but it does not end a relationship…” Lord knows that since my Mom’s death, my relationship with her memory has been a complex one. But hey, that’s conversation for another day. All in all, not a bad weekend. I just wish the weather would stay warm.