Today? Not a good day. Bad news about my friend’s prognosis. Crisis brought on by poor communication right at the end of work–late enough that there’s nothing to be done except worry until tomorrow. Arrival at home to scene of disarray compounded by silly carelessness on the part of DD1. Prospect of hours of class to come this weekend.
So, I’d just rather think about last night. Last night which had wine, and good conversation, laughter and a fabulous show.
And, now this may not even qualify for “nearly” wordless, so I’ll sign off with the hope of better things to come.