The highlight of my morning was when Dave Morrill brought his little 3-month old granddaughter Audrey back to our corner of Panera. He's a very proud grandpa, as well he should be. She's pretty adorable.
Well, I practically jumped out of my seat. Those who know me well know how much I love babies. I got Dave and Audrey's photo then of course wanted to hold her for a while. She was so soft and warm and smelled so good. Delightful.
I came home and burst my little bubble by cleaning bathrooms. :-)
My friend Jeanne and I went to dinner at Chester's yesterday evening, and then the Lorie Line concert. Chester's was certainly the place to be. It's got a more urban non-Rochester feel to it than other places in town. It was busy the whole time. The food was good. The concert was again very typical of Lorie Line--good music, lots of costume changes, and they again brought all the kids in the audience up on stage and put them in costume. It's a fun evening.
Totally useless information:
If you play the piano, try playing for a while and then immediately go to a computer keyboard and start typing. It's a very weird feeling. Doesn't happen going from computer keyboard to piano keyboard.
During the run this morning, I was talking with Tom Williamson about quilting as his wife Karen is a quilter and was away in Red Wing at a quilting function. I commented on the abundance of fabric I have that has yet to be made into quilts (not uncommon among quilters, BTW). He said the good thing about fabric is that it doesn't go bad. Well said, Tom. :-)
I've met someone in cyberspace only, through this blog actually, who was searching for a mutual friend. He sent me some lyrics from the musical RENT:
525,600 minutes - how do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a year in the life? ...
In truths that she learned, or in times that he cried.
In bridges he burned, or the way that she died. ...
Itʼs time now to sing out, tho the story never ends
let's celebrate remember a year in the life of friends.
I must say that some of the best minutes of the 525,600 that will make up this year have been spent on the run, in the company of friends. Runs with friends are usually a highlight of my week, and something that I always look forward to. I suppose it could be said that my "running life" and all that that includes, occupies too large a portion of my life. But it's a part of my life that I treasure and would hate to lose.
Here's to friends, and the running life. Cheers.