We slept. Woke. Slept again. Soaked in the big spa tub, with lots of bubbles. Had coffee with salted caramel biscotti. Kim made ranch omelets for breakfast. A friend came and helped him rewire the lights under the range hood. I played on Facebook. We went to the grocery store, then stopped at Henry T’s for $3 beer and the Triple Whammy — warm chips with queso, salsa, and fresh guac. Now my husband is making chicken noodle soup from scratch. And he just brought me a Bloody Mary with not one but two celery hearts. He reads my mind on a regular basis. Later we’ll savor the white, white chicken chunks and the yummy wide noodles, the carrots and celery and onion. And most likely a glass of Kono.
It starts getting dark very early now. We’re loving the coziness of our loft, the fireplace, the view of our neighborhood from our tall 4th-floor windows. I wish the world could be this much at peace …
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