He surprised me.
We ate lunch out, and I went along with him when he went up to the park this noon. It gave me time to see the black dolls at the Mingei. I love that museum. And I could sit out in the car reading and watching all the people go by. Actually, it was a lot of small busses that went by with few folks going into the Automotive Museum. They’d all go to the door and not go in.
I dozed, I read, I barely made it to the bathroom twice. I figured out the project I’d tackle this year inspired by the small exhibit of “The Procession.” (Photos later.) Something small but creative every day….if I remembered. Perhaps a return to an illustrated life?
Then suddenly there was the Great Geezer who whipped me off to way to much food at the “Aladdin” up in Kearney Mesa. Oh, the luxury of ending the day with wonderful foods, a honey and layered butter baklava, and wheat spattered, more honeyed Kunafa.
- Himself: Got tickets for a co-worker too. Two happy men today. He loves me, he says. Happy anniversary.
- Me: I love him too. All those years of putting up with each other. I think we will have a party about it in May.
- Reading: Just starting “Maisie Dobbs”…the first in the series.
- Balance: Time alone in the middle of the crowds.