Valentine's Day

Walked a little, snow still in places. Made pancakes and bread. Went to the service at UUFA. On second Sundays, the choir does not sing, Ray does not greet or do sound, so we sit together (or we don't go at all). It's nice, espcially since the service was about love. Amber and Karen sang a duet in French and Thomas played some more awesome stuff. After the service, we drove to brunch at Porterhouse Grill. My parents treated us. I was a little cross, because they ran out of prime rib and a chicken dish with mushrooms that I was looking forward to. I was trying not to eat too many starches, and I didn't get an omelette, so I was pretty moderate. I also did not have anything to drink except water (and some of Ray's Mimosa). It was very busy, which is great for the restaurant. And my parents talked about all the waiters. My Dad said the only friends they had made in Athens worked at the restaurant. He said it was kind of sad. I said well, they are there a lot.

We watched some Olympics and I knit some more on Ray's vest. Now that it is to the hard part, I don't want to do it anymore. I made some soup for supper and we all had a little, but we didn't want too much to eat.