It’s almost 7 pm on Saturday night. I’m with Edda in her bedroom thinking about breakfast foods for dinner (cereal? oatmeal? eggs? maybe a leftover birthday pancake?). Vince is in his bedroom fast asleep. He went to a sleepover last night and then got up very early to go to some science convention downtown so I suspect that he is low on sleep. I hope he sleeps on through until morning…we will see.
Jeremy called early this morning concerned about my Friday afternoon blues, but it’s not bad. I see that some of his photos have loaded onto Flickr and so I can tell you some the things he did in California this week. He rode to the top of some hill with a rented commuter bike which was his biking workout.
And he traded affectionate kisses with Linus the pug.