I woke up to the sad news that Paul Newman passed away. I'm pouting now just thinking about it. I recognized how beautiful he was way before I cared...in other words, well before puberty. He was also an admirable man, happily married in Hollywood can't be an easy thing.
The rest of my day was rather mellow. Jake had slept over at a friends, Lisette wanted to spend the day with Dylan and Nicole was beach bound. I finally met up with Nicola for our dinner and a movie date at around 3:30.
We went to see "Nights in Rodanthe" - we'd both already read the book and were anxious to see Richard Gere and Diane Lane. Diane Lane was awesome. Richard Gere wasn't bad at all - I've decided I need to hook Nicola up with him! We came out of the movie theater with red eyes (not unexpected, we had read the book), did some shopping and went to a diner for dinner. We chatted about everything from kids to politics - and as we were sitting outside, fully enjoyed a perfect evening weather wise too.
I dropped off Nicola, said goodbye to Nicole (she was sleeping over) and brought home Jake. It was a child swap!
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