It's been a decent week. On Tuesday, after doing a few things (and cataloging my DVDs), I got back to sleep and ended up feeling okay. Went to a friend's book signing at the Portsmouth Athenaeum, and talk. The book is "Testimonies and Secrets: The Story of a Nova Scotia Family, 1844-1977" -- Testimonies and Secrets

After the talk and socializing, I left the Athenaeum and was immediately accosted by my friends Justine and Carol who had been walking towards the river. While we stood talking, Dave and his wife Chris converged on us. All of Portsmouth seemed to be in Market Square... Dave and Chris went on their way and Justine and Carol kidnapped me and forced me to go to The Rosa with them and guzzle pinot grigio and eat antipasto. Then they forced me into chocolate raspberry cake because I hadn't had a birthday cake.

Wednesday I had the initial dental appointment for x-rays and stuff. I haven't been to a dentist in about five years, so there was a lot to assess. And I get a start on the deep cleaning, crowns, and fillings in July (or is it late June?).

Thursday I drove to Tilton, New Hampshire to see an old friend. She and I have been in touch but we haven't been in the same room together for about twenty years. Last time I saw her, her son had been a toddler. Today he's married, divorced, and been to Afghanistan and back with the Army. We talked, and talked, and had lunch at the Tilton Diner and talked, and came back and talked. Picked up right where we left off.

And last night at the weekly session we had a couple visitors from Missippippi, brought along by our own MrSippy. So the usual Anglo/Celtic mix got a bit more diluted with more bluegrassishness tossed in than usual. Had a party of young men become totally entranced -- sort of a peripatetic stag party. One of them got married today. One of the party even added B.B. King to our mix...and I think we did a pretty good job of accompanying him.

Today I've declared a pajama day. But I did some laundry, ran the dishes through, cleaned up the sink area, called my recently widowed aunt in Kentucky, and made rhubarb/cream cheese bars. Oh, and I made major inroads in one of the books I'm reading and I petted a cat... Still in my nightshirt at 6 p.m. and never put my contacts in, so it IS a pajama day!

Stilly, I've been looking for an egg slicer, too... I just did a quick google. Looks like you can get them online (and there's even free shipping to Staples...yeah, Staples; that's where I look for egg slicers...) but I've not been able to find them in stores or supermarkets.

I don't know if I mentioned that I had a bittersweet birthday on Monday...spent the day (before Jeri took me to Newick's) reading my Mudcat birthday threads that Tom had started over the years, and the thread on my broken arm, with comments by Tom, katlaughing, Barry Finn... All in all, my birthday was better than I expected...more sweet than bittersweet.

I think I'll go back to my book...

Linn