I didn't do much today, but it was all good. We had fresh bagels from Noah's for breakfast and then took the dogs on a long walk. It was beautiful outside, and the puppies asked us if they please could just chase one or two ducks. We said no, but they got over their disappointment. When we got back, we snuggled up, watched a sub-par movie (we had fun anyway), and then split a bottle of wine over dinner. I love days like this.

I was chatting with some friends about something Jeff said today that made me laugh: "We need a wet bar in the bedroom," he announced. "And a TV that hangs from the ceiling. And a chimpanzee butler." As a result of these statements and the conversation that followed, I am now the proud owner of www.chimpanzeebutler.com. I have no idea what I'll do with it; I have two other domain names I don't actually use. Still, I'm sure I'll come up with something.

Must get work done tomorrow. After an astonishingly unproductive couple of days, I'm starting to feel like Jude Law's character in The Talented Mr. Ripley, only without all the money and without the murderous stalker. I do sometimes wish I had the means and the constitution to achieve full-blown prodigality. I believe I would enjoy it, though I'd probably start to feel guilty after a while.