Saturday was a morning full of surprises as I arrived at my regular (for now) time. The first thing I saw was Oliver preparing the bread table. I guess the last time was at Jean Chambers' funeral. We made a good team, cutting the loaves into smaller piees and bagging them. There was also a lot of fruit - mainly apples. The second surprise was ( Read more... )

St. Michael's had its last barbecue of the season this evening and there was more dish than there was food. Here, in no paticular order of importance, are some of the things I learned (whether I wanted to or not ( Read more... )

Sunday marked the return of sunshine to New York City, just in time for the Super Bowl, when no one goes outside anyway. It was sort of like that all day; things were on the mend but not everyone was around to notice. The boiler was repaired just in time for the warmer weather. Frances and I could both feel it as well as smell something very like ( Read more... )

This morning started out slowly then gathered quite a bit of momentum thanks moslty to the totally unexpected return of Crosby, the Muse of All Muses. I'd spent the day before preparing for a stint at Mommyland, making sure I'd packed my own meds for the trip (no use both of us getting sick at the same time), shopping for barbecue supplies (a guy' ( Read more... )