Cleaning house

 A word of apology - I just went in and found eight comments waiting to be moderated. It's an oddity of Blogger's system that although it tells me I have comments waiting, it doesn't show me when they came in -- or am I just missing the date?  At any rate, with your permission, I shall not try to figure it out. I'll just say thank you to everyone who sent messages of concern and support while I was in my Quasimodo mode. You remind me how important this community is to me, and how much I've missed our daily visits -- both here and on your blogs.

As a token of my gratitude, I present this bouquet of roses. I hope you like them. I found them at Webweaver.

I did go to work today, and then Jane and I went out to play. We had a very pleasant walk along the waterfront, punctuated my my grumbling because I hadn't brought my camera along (weight concerns) and there were some lovely flowering trees and shrubs to be seen -- not to mention all the sailboats whipping around the harbour in the stiff breeze. Every one of them had its spinnaker up, and the sight reminded me of Albuquerque during the hot air balloon festival - reds and yellows, turquoise and black. It was very cool.

We walked through the downtown and stopped in at The Vault for cappuccino and tea. The Vault is  the coffee house where I spent time during NaNoWriMo, and this was by way of a pilgrimage. The coffee was delicious, and the proprietor was ever so slightly grumpy. Nothing had changed.  ;>)

Then we went to the north end of town, checked out the new dollar store, bought stickers for the grandbabies, and came back downtown to have dinner at Gina's Mexican Cafe, where the colour just kept on comin'. Dinner was delicious. I was trying to remember how long it had been since I ate at Gina's. Way too long. Ten years, maybe? The cafe sits on the edge of a cliff, at the bottom of which is a service road. The cafe's parking lot extends right up to the edge of the cliff, and I can't imagine parking a car in it. I'd be peering out the window all through dinner, expecting to see my car go plummeting over the edge. We parked a block away and walked over.

Tomorrow, I have my Thai lunch with Pat. I am feeling altogether spoiled.