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Sunday, a day of rest?

November 15, 2009
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Not for us.  We were up at the crack of dawn as usual but at least this time I didn’t bother with the pancakes.  Instead we had cereal and called it a morning.  While Ali was on a 2 hour conference call it fell to me to entertain Maya.  So we engaged in one of our favorite activities – we cleaned and organized.  I am a bit obsessive and it appears Maya is following in my footsteps as it was her idea.  We started with the kitchen where she vacuumed while I did the dishes.  Then we made our way to the living room where we found and sorted through about 50 different wires and cables that Ali had stored away hoping I wouldn’t find them.  Maya aptly noted, “Dad is just one big mess, Mama.”  Some people collect stamps, Ali collects cables and wires.  I try not to judge.

We worked up an appetite and went to one of our favorite restaurants, Jack n Jills in Beverly Hills.  The food is great, the wait not so much.  After waiting 25 minutes for a table we were finally seated.  I ordered my usual egg scramble with avocado, basil, goat cheese, and spinach.

Jack n Jills

Maya wanted pancakes. 


It was a slap in the face after our disagreement over yesterday’s breakfast.  She had one bite, and then went to town on my eggs.  I couldn’t really blame her because while the pancakes were good they were missing salt or something.  I ate one anyway because she finished my eggs and I was hungry. 

After lunch we had no idea what to do.  We racked our brains.  How to keep a 4-year-old busy on a Sunday afternoon?  With way too many hours to kill until Maya’s bedtime we headed over to the 3rd Street Promenade in Santa Monica.   We ran some errands, debated eating again but decided we were too full, and bought an amazing picture from Z Gallerie.  For some reason I can’t pick it up until Thursday.  It took me about 15 minutes to close the transaction and the store was chaos so I didn’t push too much to understand why. 

Afterwards we gave up shopping.  We aren’t really shoppers.  We walked closer to the beach instead.  It was a beautiful day:


We came home and I made dinner, rice and daal.  Its Sunday night now and time for detox.  Indian food is always ideal for that.  No recipe really, just boil some lentils until they are soup-like.  Add some of the Indian spices my mom gave me.  A little of this, a little of that.  My mom is probably rolling her eyes right now as she’s given me a proper recipe about 5 times but I can never remember exactly what it is. 

Now Maya is “doing my hair” so I can have 5 minutes to write this post.  She’s angrily muttering something about Charlie and a pickle right now.  I better go before she pulls all my hair out with her Dora brush.  Monday morning, here we come.

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