I woke up from a dream this morning that I couldn't quite remember. It had something to do with all of David Olney's hats. All his hats there without him. It was a sad dream and I had a hard time shaking it. I couldn't wake up from it. Maybe hats are on my mind since Ernie is beginning to experiment with them. It's funny how quickly things become normal.

David is gone.

Ernie's hair is almost gone.

I know those things. But, just the same, how can these things, which only recently seemed impossible…obviously very different levels of importance, but just the same…seemed impossible….be real?

How can this be?

How can these things be accepted facts?

Ehhh. I just don't know.

I. Don't. Know.

Despite all that, I'm in a pretty good mood. Ernie's still feeling ok after this round of chemo. We're going to Nashville for David's memorial and we have a house concert this Friday. Right now, it's snowing outside and I might make Ernie start a fire in the fireplace. I've got some work to curl up with and I'll probably obsess over recipes for the house concert.

For the house concert, I am making two batches of beans (one with meat, one vegan), some rice, and I'll have some tortillas on hand. So bring anything you like….fixings, toppings, sides, salsa, etc. Just remember: VALENTINE WITH US!

And somehow fittingly, Bark was supposed to play a show with David Olney the night before they will be here. This whole show will be in honor of him and our love for him.

So, as always, onward.

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