Yesterday I was on the boat gleefully poking yet another hot crackling fire when Gordon called to chat. He somehow manages to extricate all sorts of secrets, scandals, and rants that are normally never on display – perhaps because he is the only person who ever calls?
More critically, he informed me that he is going to throw me a birthday party. Hmm. Reviewing mental files. That would make him (excluding family)…. the first person in my entire life to do so!
Despite, I might point out, incessant moaning about the issue. Jody actually beat him to the offer, but I can’t handle Seattle in the dark months. California wins by virtue of offering sunlight!
Instead, Mr. Wilson and I will go to Italy for a week to celebrate our sad winter birthdays. Right after that I take off for San Francisco, then Colorado, then San Francisco again. . .
Have I mentioned lately how much I love my friends?