T. and I went to dinner at Pub on the Common. We are very predictable, and one of the lovely ladies running the bar brought my drink over without having to even be asked. This probably makes me a regular. I had pizza and T. had a grilled cheese, then we stopped at Kimball Farm (the main one), where he used a gift card someone had given him to get a small ice cream with chocolate sprinkles. He actually remembered to pull it off the magnetic board before we left home to go to dinner. That is some planning and organization, right there. I'm impressed by him.
After we came back, T. and R. went to the Lions' Club Fair. A. and I are once again hanging out at home.
My cold is starting to go away. I cannot tell you how happy this makes me. It was really a grind.
I'm currently taking a break from Jane Jameson to read Mary Roach's _Gulp_ for book group on Monday. It's good, but then, everything by Mary Roach is.