Today’s pic of the Birthday Boy and nothingness commentary fits today, and yesterday turned very active, as noted somewhat on my other blog
I am disappointed that I couldn’t get the Matrix on sale yesterday; would have been a wonderful twist of fate, but I trust JP’s judgment. “It’s crusty. We’ll pass.” And Darius made that lengthy Nighthawk installation more bearable.
We spent the early afternoon at Market Basket getting cake, Rock Row walking Red, and pick up at Chic Filet. E called after his am trials and we had a wonderful chat covering just about everything we could think about. He was also getting CF for lunch. His gift arrived soon after we hung up, a clever mug that made us LOL: “Don’t make me repeat myself. -History”
The evening after speaking with S was spent tv watching the Artemis splashdownC arriving with Nola as the astronauts disembarked from the choppers. Felt like I’ve seen a dozen of them, but it never gets old and always makes me feel proud to be an American.
All in all a very active day.
Not crazy about the cake this time: beautiful decoration but not a true checkerboard inside: they cut and reassembled two layers rather than poured the chocolate and vanilla with separators. Mom taught me how, so I know authentic….
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