Back again, albeit briefly. Where has the time gone? It feels like fall today - cool, mid-fifties. Since there's no way to cover all the things that have happened in the last, oh, month, I'll just throw out a few tidbits:
* We got a call from our summer condo landlord inviting us back next summer. I guess she liked that we cleaned the place before we left. And maybe because we left her with a new toaster oven and clock radio.
* OK, we've had enough hurricanes this season. Currently keeping our eyes on Jeanne, meandering around the Bahamas.
* Flew to Monte Carlo on September 11th out of Newark, NJ. We took off around 9:30 p.m., and flew past Manhattan. The "Towers of Light" were illuminated - it was an amazing tribute to see from the air.
* Poured rain in Monte Carlo. They had hurricane force winds in Marseilles the day before I got there - damaging several America's Cup yachts. What is up with this weather?
* Gary was having dinner at his Mom's when I returned on Wednesday night. I arrived home to find a note on the door with a drawing of a duck and an arrow pointing inside. A series of duck notes were taped around the house leading me to the refrigerator where there was a delicious dinner waiting. Marinated aparagus, mushroom and lobster salad, roast duck with orange sauce and a glass of wine, already poured and chilled. Both he and the cat were glad to see me.
Quite the busy couple of days since I got back. The real highlight, though, are my big plans for my birthday. I thought I would get up at oh-dark-hundred, get a cab to the airport and fly to . . . Columbus. And spend two days in meetings. *Huzzah*
[Happy birthday to me.]
Quote du jour:
"To me, old age is always fifteen years older than I am."
-- Bernard Baruch (1870 - 1965) US businessman, statesman
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