I am in here.
Just back from lunch with Donna at the Boulder Tea House, which is built in the style of Boulder’s sister city, Dushanbe. Peter’s finished just now with his third exam, which he says was easy. So, I am off to pick him up and feed him properly and do all sorts of motherly things…. That’s … Continue reading Lunch with Donna
Bright and clear and -4° Fahrenheit. Snow on the ground from yesterday, not too thick. But then, we’re not in the mountains at a ski resort, so we are not hoping for great thicknesses of snow. There are no thickets or forests on the open prairie, by definition, so there is nowhere to hide from … Continue reading Morning. Boulder. Impossible temperatures.
Yesterday was spent in an odd combination of travelling and hosting. I travelled home from Boulder and (almost) immediately dressed up to be hostess at the major fund-raiser for the Mercantile Library. Our speaker of the evening was Salman Rushdie. A good time was had by all. Now, if I can just remember what time … Continue reading Saturday's stuff
Boulder. Again. Helping Peter to get condo set up. Tired. One peculiar thing, though… The car I rented today is the exact same one I rented last time (I checked the license plates). Somebody has adjusted the seats differently, though. I wish they wouldn’t do that… 🙄
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