I am still stuffy and sneezing, and woke up a lot during the night. The medicine helps me sleep, but makes me really thirsty. I feel this morning, though, that I am not getting any sicker, but have crossed some imaginary line and am now getting better.

Yesterday was the day we picked up Molli and Adrian in Atlanta! Ray and Amelia slept pretty late, so there was time for breakfast and a quick walk (for me), a bath and getting dressed before we left the house. 10:30 was the target, but it was closer to 11. As we got underway, Amelia realized she needed to return Kevin's car to his house, so we turned around and went back to get it. Traffic was pretty heavy, but we were waiting at the top of the escalator when they arrived (even though they landed about 10 minutes early). Molli appears to have the incredibly good travel luck that some people have. This was a Delta flight. She also has the ability to sleep on planes, amazingly.

Profiteroles

Flourless chocolate cake

We had reserved for a meal at Bistro Niko, now a tradition for us. I had been hesitant, hating to spend the money when I was too sick to enjoy it. I even contemplated staying home while Ray and Amelia went to pick them up. But, I really loved it, as did everyone else. I had a sidecar, a yummy cocktail that was good for my cold. I ordered French onion soup, something I used to love, but haven't had in years because it has been known to disagree with me. This one did not. Incredible gobs of cheese atop luscious beef broth teeming with onions and flavor. It was worth taking a chance on. Others had the butternut squash soup that we have loved before. I had scallops that were excellent, a little crusty edge from sauteeing, on a bed of creamy mashed potatoes, with little bits of leek. Adrian ate three of them; he said he had never had them before. He had the duck--two legs--and love it too. Amelia  had a ratatouille sandwich that was amazing as well. And desserts--creme brulee for me, ice cream for Ray, chocolate cake (out of this world) for Adrian, and profiteroles for Molli and Amelia. A flawless meal. My idea of heaven would be to eat there once a week. Is it possib;e I would ever get blase? The service is excellent, needless to say.

The plan was to go to the High Museum of Art of the Fernbank Museum of Natural Hitory, or Stone Mountain Park. But Molli and Adrian both fell asleep almost instantly when they got in the car, and slept all the way home, in spite of some traffic delays, so the only place we  stopped was at Karen's, to feed the pigs, just about sunset (5;30). We were home about 5 minutes before my Dad arrived (alerted by phone). He was feeling a little sad and was glad to see everyone. We pulled out pictures from my wedding, but he didn't want to look at them much. We were particularly looking at the dress I wore and then Bonney wore, since Amelia has started working on Molli's dress. Adrian is not allowed to see it, of course, but if it's still in pieces, does that count? We talked some about menu as well.

Captain left, Ray went to bed, the young people went to the O'Rileys', and I went to bed. It might have been 9 o'clock. Thanks, Nyquil. I was awake a few times, but finally got up a little before 5, not surprisingly.