I woke up at 4:30 feeling stressed about this stupid bike ride on Saturday. Unless it was the moonlight shining in. Or the weird dinner we had.

Yesterday morning, my parents came by before we left. They were surprised to see us going, since Ray is not teaching right now.

I went to try to get some beer donated, but no luck. We have 22 people registered now. I have to order the t-shirts and hope that they are ready before Saturday. I am working on getting some vounteers lined up. One has to be picked up Saturday morning. We talked about borrowing my Dad's pickup, so we can cart bicycles around as needed.

I was a little late for the writing workshop and I didn't have any writing to share. Next week is the last class for this session, and I will be in Seattle.

Ray and I went to EarthFare, where we saw Kalindi. We bought a few groceries and I talked to the woman who is supposed to donate $100 worth of things for us, but says she can't right now.

It was very cool and breezy all day. I picked a few peas and watched Gladys, the chicken, in the garden, until I got too cold and went in. I made some unusual dishes for supper, both involving using up sweet potatoes and Indian spices. The soup was not great, but the Indian sweet potatoes were pretty good. Ice cream, TV, early to bed.