Vanessa's morning glories

It rained last night! For five minutes...I was awake and heard it come and go. It's definitely better than nothing.

Ray took himself to work in the truck. Amelia and I made Cowboy Cookies and she worked on the shade in the West window that needed repairing, taking it down and sewing it by hand. Ray will put it back up. The question is, what kind of string will work best to keep from tangling.

At 12:15, we drove to Last Resort to meet him and the Captain for lunch. We had a lovely lunch, but the Captain was not feeling very well. He had a martini and beef stew. I had chicken with penne pasta and red peppers and spinach; it was wonderful. We had a couple pieces of cake too.

The Captain went home and we went to Earth Fare and then Joann Fabrics, one of Amelia's required stops in Athens. I succumbed and bought some pretty yarn that was on sale. Now I am looking for the perfect project to make with it. It is still not so cold I can imagine wearing a sweater. Perhaps my relatives in colder climes need something hand knitted? Maybe I will try some kind of lacy scarf for myself.

At 6, Ray and I had waltz class. It was fun and just the right degree of difficulty. I really like Natalie, our instructor. We review every week and then add new challenges. There were about 5 other couples last night.

Amelia had supper with Kevin's family (they picked her up some Mexican vegetarian food at a restaurant). I went to a meeting about Sustainability for the Kenney Ridge community. Some of my neighbors are stockpiling food and talking about putting up a gate to keep people out...I said I would move when that happened, and Sky said, "If you can..." True, it might be hard to sell my house in those circumstances. The question is, if I have three months' worth of food, and you run out, am I going to let you starve? What if you have a gun? I said I will die, I am not interested in living in that world.

Needless to say, I came home and watched comedy. And ate some leftover beans and sweet potatoes. I am reading Maya Angelou's book, Heart of a Woman, depressing and fascinating. She was a performer and worked for the SCLC and lived in Harlem. Lots of celebs.