Famous people, lots o' love, and Maximum Art.

Okay. This was pretty great. We got home from our weekend away, and the kids had made us a cake. That completely rocks. I'm glad they didn't garnish it with legos. Clearly, that almost happened.

Maggie and I spent the weekend at a place called the Union Street Guest house. At first, we checked into the first-floor Library Suite, but we thought that it would be way noisy, so we asked if we could move upstairs to the Gallery Suite. The owner said, sure... the woman who was supposed to arrive in the Gallery Suite was cool with either room. Then he said "Uh, listen, if she knocks on your door because she doesn't know about the switch, be cool. It's Mary Stuart Masterson, the actress." So that was kind of fun. We heard her, but it turned out that we didn't meet her.

It turns out that when Maggie and I are alone, we laugh more, and we make love more. A lot more. Of both. It's always a good thing when the number of times you make love outnumbers the number of nights you stay in a place. Rock on.

Also: we laughed our asses off. And no, it's was not related the last paragraph. I can't remember when we had so many laughing fits... the kind where your stomach starts to really, really hurt... but you keep laughing because you can't stop.

We bought some nice things: a really beautiful and solid antique desk for my oldest son, and two large photographs by a up-and-coming photographer. Maggie also picked up a sweet little ring from Bali.

Hudson is fantastic. It's got amazing architecture, some great restaurants, a huge artists community, and relatively affordable housing. If I had extra cash, I'd buy some real estate up there.

I didn't look at a TV or computer for 60 hours, which is some kind of record for me.

It's nice to be home. There's a lot of things going on, and I have a minor crisis in my office that I have to figure out. But that's for another post.

The great thing from the weekend was the huge, fabulous reminder that Maggie and I still make a really good boyfriend/girlfriend pairing. After twelve years, I'm still thrilled to be around her. She's fun, adventurous, sexy, and smart. And I'm married to her.

Lucky, lucky me.

Love to all.