On the way to class that morning I treated myself to an Egg McMuffin in the car. Then a really fine study session; I’m starved for good conversation and it's the best I get all week. Next a well-balanced politically correct lunch at the
where we got a book review of
McCullough’s John Adams. Arriving home, finally
remembered to run the engine of the summer car for 20 minutes (I learned my
lesson about that battery the hard way.) Senior Center
One of the kids skyped, one phoned, and the third IM’d for a nice long session. Then in the evening an old friend picked me up for a fancy expensive not-all-that-good dinner with a lot of very good catching-up chat.
And the young people at the next table turned out to be a group of bankers, lawyers, brokers and the like, who all read my real estate newspaper column. So when the waiter brought the cupcake, they sang Happy Birthday. I'm hoping Friend was impressed.Feeling extremely okay and enjoying being a year older in a way I don't remember ever happening before.