Evenin’ all. 8pm as I drivel and balconate in the fading light. NWS sez it’s 89/32 on teh way down to 81/27 overnight. A light breeze keeps the air moving. Earlier I saw a thin moon but it’s to the west now and probably behind some scattered high clouds to boot.
We had a pleasant day. She got moving around 8, so we had a nice
eye-opener together, some cuddles, a sorta doze, more fun, then shower and I drove us off to breakfast at a cute little Italian bakery / breakfast lunch place nearby: Cosa Duci Italian Bakery.
Driving home she noticed a carwash which happened to be the one I use. Her car was filthy and so we went back to the building, she hopped in her car and we drove both cars to the wash, got them done, then back to my building.
At which point we were casting about for something to do (besides the obvious) so we elected to go to the indoor snooty mall for a walk. We’d both dressed for indoors = frigid, while the outdoors was 92/33 and an outdoor walk wherever would have been real sweaty real quick. And she’d not brought her swim gear, so beach or pool was out. Anyhow we had a couple hours of walk and talk and browse and she bought a couple of things.
Back home, more rabbitastic recreation, a short doze, then it was time for a final shower and send her home to change and attend the family-only memorial.
I arranged for a haircut, and a pleasant meal at an outdoor eatery (in the shade): a “small plate” skirt steak with chimichurri and yucca and such. Then home, laundering used towels, and slowly reassembling the wreckage that was once my bedroom. And buggin’ you folks.
All told we were together for a hare under 24 hours. We did prove that that is a worthwhile amount of time. And especially if she comes this way because of the lack of fol-de-rol between her house and a hotel, check-in time, check-out time, etc. We are both much happier to do this more often, even if more briefly.
As to y’all …
Oopsie: Hoooo-ray for the proposal launching out of the gate at full throttle. That’s gotta be exciting. Even if you do “get” to mentor. There’s “helping” like your teenager helping make dinner and there’s “helping” like your 4 yo helping make dinner. Here’s hoping your mentees turn out to be at least teens regardless of actual age. 
FCM Hooray for windshield. Sorry about MIL and your shattered nerves.
Cookie that is a cool story about the spoons. Even more cool that Dawter seemingly wants them.
Damn Coppertone.
Good gosh there Taters, how much harder can they make your life? But welcome home to blessed relief.
Doggio: maybe you and Taters could co-author a book titled *How Come Nobody at my Place of Employment, from Top to Bottom, Can Do a Single Damned Thing Right?"
Jane: I gotta say the idea of somebody volunteering to cut down flammable brush on land not their own using tools that can start a fire doesn’t sound like the work of a rocket surgeon. Can you spell “Liability”? I bet the county attorney can. Thank goodness nothing of yours is at risk. Shame about the impact on old friends.
Red: welcome home and sounds like a good set of reunions were had.
Back to me …
BB called while I was typing somewhere above to say she’s done for the night around 8:30. Apparently she’s tired for some reason. Me too. Quittin’ time here.
Best of luck to one and all. Cheers!!