Loverly evening

I just had the most lovely evening with SweetBoy, husband of the most amazing witch I know in this part of the world! He brought me cookies that had been baked on their hearth (and I'm eating them now), and a jug of wine and we had a lovely evening together talking and laughing and thinking deep thoughts together.

AND I just got an e-mail from two longtime friends in San Francisco who are getting married in July now that the marriage decision was handed down. Paul I knew as an undergrad, friendship deepening when he came back to Durham, NC to get his MBA after being away for two years. I think during that time we were hardly apart for more than a day or two, always cooking together of a night, walking, talking, and drinking wine together and planning our futures. His current (truly: one and only) husband, the Doctor, is a gem, a true find, and I wish them the utmost in well-wishes. Dr. G. methodically stalked our Paul until he landed him by hook and by crook when they both lived in Minneapolis, and they've been in connubial bliss ever since, weathering a move to San Francisco, a move to New York city and then an awakening and one last move back to San Francisco where they seem to have taken glorious root in a lovely house complete with stupendous friends.

On another note, my mother called during the dinner to tell me that while she and my father were driving to Gainesville, FL to be with his brother and my aunt for her heart procedure to fix her tachycardia, my dad (at the wheel, driving through the Ocala National Forest) had a TIA and subsequent CAT scan has confirmed a 4cm brain aneurysm that needs to be attended to. True to form, my mother, who has just injured her left meniscus, said to me, "we're both OK; there's no need to come home". Um, my dad is going to have brain surgery and there's no need for me to have to go home?

*sigh*

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