I woke up to the realization that we have no doctor appointments today. Ahhhh. So nice. I stayed curled up in bed and read for awhile. Bob Rasmus delivered gluten free brownies from Ann, still a bit warm and with her famous topping.

As I sat waiting for Ernie to bring the car up at the Carle on Curtis Road yesterday, I stared at this truck and wondered what “Dedicated to People Flow” meant. Look, there’s Ernie, to the right, in his turquoise shirt. ❤️ Even when he’s feeling horrid, he’s still damned cute.

I tried the last new flavor of my ice cream. Jasmine Milk Tea & Chocolate Almond Stracciatella. Very good, but I think the Rhubarb Crumble Ice Cream and the Caramel Ribbons are the leaders of the pack.

I find that ice cream tastes better in mugs. Eaten in front of the TV while watching a show about the Sex Pistols, well, it’s damned near perfect.

Of course, the biggest news is that my beloved lights are back, thanks to my lovely friend Kirstin Johnson. It was so nice to get into bed last night and open the window and chat to them.

Onward.

Thoughts?