Slept away from home last night; Mike was really late getting out of work for our celebratory “You had an interview!” dinner and we picked up some beer and went back to his place. About 9 I pumpkined out on the couch… and slept straight through until 6 am this morning, which I haven’t done in yonks. (I only had two beers, for those attempting censoriousness).
Mike fed me coffee with vanilla ice cream, and carrot cake marmalade courtesy of Cassidy, and toast. We drank coffee on the balcony and watched the morning sun wash over the landscape, which was chilly but most pleasant.
I light a candle for a friend whose mother has just been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. I feel for her. The 5 year survival rate is crappy. Heavy heart.
