Love on the Run

“Life appears like a long shipwreck of which the debris are friendship, glory and love, the shores of existence are strewn with them.”
-Madame de Stael

Twenty-five years ago today:

October 26, 1985
Saturday

I woke up before Leonard did. Leonard is such a dead head in the morning. He’s rather spoiled I hate to say. If it’s not his way, then he’ll just forget it—or at least try to. That bugs me. And of course, Leonard acts like he’s never wrong--but most of the time, I must admit, he isn’t. I do disagree with him at times over trivial things.

We ate breakfast at ‘The Patio’ (the place we had intended to dine at last night). It was okay. Leonard drove me home after that and he left. That was that.

I did my aerobics via my tape for an hour and a half. I went jogging to the end of the South Shore beach, too. I got blisters on my toes. Ouch!

I went to mom’s house for her camera and took a drive to see Helen and Lauren. I ended up falling asleep to the Nature Show on PBS as my brother, Tony, arrived. I took my Bud’s Ice-Cream and left soon after.

I stopped by mom’s house again but she and pops weren’t home. I ate there and watched a move called “Love on the Run” starring Stephanie Zimbalist. Mom and Dad arrived while I was watching the movie. It was a pretty good movie, too.  It was about a criminal lawyer (Stephanie Zimbalist) who goes on the run with her new lover (actor, Alec Baldwin), a convict she had as a client and whom she helped escape from prison.   After the film it was time to head home and ‘hit the hay’.
Photo: Stephanie Zimbalist

I thought of going to Baxter’s in Concord since it was a Saturday night but my funds are too low for going ahead with that idea. Good night.


No artist desires to prove anything.
-Oscar Wilde
"The Picture of Dorian Gray"