And now it's 5:45 a.m. and the coffee is almost made. I just tiptoed downstairs to forage (must have eaten too much yesterday -- I woke up hungry!) and had Kendall, who was sleeping on the couch rather than in his van, ask if the coffee was ready yet.

After Jeri wimped out last night, Naemanson, Kendall, Sinsull, Curmudgeon and I stayed up til about 1 a.m. talking, telling stories and jokes and singing. What a lovely party despite the rain which forced us to sit in each other's laps in the house rather than spreading out under umbrella'd tables in the (dreamed about) sun outside,

The ladyslippers liked the rain, I think.

Coffee sounds and smells almost finished and I know more people will be returning early for breakfast. As Ian Shoals would say, "I gotta go."

Bat Goddess