I think I am coming down with Ray's cold. I held out for a long time... Hopefully, it won't be too bad. I spent most of my computer time this morning working on a group assignment for my class, a timeline of important events in IT history.

Yesterday we had a humor service at the Fellowship. It was packed. My parents came, but they had run out of programs. An example: we sang "Coffee, coffee, coffee" to the tune of "Holy, Holy, Holy"; they sang "You've Got to Pick a Pocket or Two" for the offertory.

We went to see Bertha's apartment at Talmadge Heights. It is lovely, with sunny windows and lots of space. Of course, it was covered with things being unpacked. We ate in the dining room; I saw quite a few people I knew. Phyllis Durham, hunched over with her walker, but sharp and in good spirits. She said she is moving to California in a few months to be with her family. She was happy about it, but will miss the space she has here. There she will be in one room. Bertha has 2 bedrooms (one will be her study) and 2 baths and a large living room and small kitchen. She gets one meal a day in the dining room, but apparently they are very generous and you can bring tupperware and take half of it back to your room.

Ray and I went to see Doubt at Cine. We had root beer floats and popcorn. It was good. There were only about 8 people in there.