Apparently, the cold is only a problem early and late in the day, so that's good.

Worked too long yesterday. Got a proof of the newsletter late in the day I wanted to look over before approving to go forward. Had weekly meeting with the boss--it's going to be a wild week. Starting on reimbursements for February, tried to match up some old charges and find out if they had been submitted or not. Tedious work, going back through the files to try to find them.

Went home, made dinner, worked on Nominating Committee. Had emergency meeting, calling people in desperation to ask them to be Treasurer. Still no success. One person sleeping on it. Chose other board members somewhat carelessly due to pressure to "get it done." Home a little after 9. Fell asleep watching TV.

Vacation is coming!

Apparently, I missed blogging yesterday and didn't even notice. Sunday was a busy day. I was well enough to sing our challenging song at the service and it went quite well. It was Fourth Sunday, so I enjoyed lunch at the Fellowship. The Nominating Committee was hanging over my head and I really was sick of trying to deal with it. I drove down to Athens Seed Company in Watkinsville to buy some onions, but they are closed on Sundays. I drove over to a dance studio where the rehearsal for Athens Dancing with the Stars was. Joan and Pat were going over the cues with the dancers. Joan knew I had signed up for cooking class and was writing down the cues for me. I'm looking forward to it.

Then I drove to cooking class, where Shae, the pastry chef at Five and Ten, taught us to make macarons. This is a French treat that is apparently the latest cool thing. They are very pretty and lots of work, but personally I prefer brownies or other cookies. You make little meringue wafers, bake them and cool them. Then you make filling, such as buttercream, and put them together. Shae prefers Italian buttercream. I did not know there were different kinds. It was a much smaller group than the others--maybe 8 or 9, at the home of Angela Meltzer in Five Points. Angela's husband, Richard, was on the field trip with Ray, and brought him to the house when they were done, so that was convenient.

We drank champagne, but my favorite thing was talking to Emily Meltzer. She is about 5 years older than Amelia, graduated from Clarke Central, and had been living in Astoria, up until a few weeks ago. I really liked her a lot and would have liked Amelia to know her. Life is interesting. She got married last fall (reception by Five & Ten) and is going to Ghana to live. Her husband works for Guinness there. Weird! Two of Becky Vaughn's daughters were there, too: Jenny and Laura. I had seen them when Becky was running for office a few years ago. Now they are adults and very interested in cooking. There were two or three others, but they were my age or older and less interesting.

Ray and I drove home, ate supper, watched Olympic closing ceremony, went to bed.