Baby Goats on a Hill... and Jonathan Richman

Today was a full day. The man and the boy had breakfast in the Western Addition (that place I continue to refuse to call "NoPa") while I worked. Later we drove over Grand View and saw the amazing collection of cute woolly grazing goats hanging happily on the side of the hill. We had Bursa kabob with friends Sandi and Mark, and then headed over to the Miraloma Clubhouse for a short Jonathan Richman set and a whole bunch of jazz that impressed the hell out of Des. I think the kid is going to be a trombone player-- he was hypnotized. I tripped over my tongue talking to Jonathan and his pretty date. I wish I weren't so shy but those are the breaks. We had a great day and Staycation has officially begun. Now: grilled cheese and spicy salsa sandwiches with a nice glass of pinot noir. Tomorrow, Eat Real in Oakland with Megan and Brian. The sun is out and life is good.