A friend and neighbor of mine, Tom Potter, now lives in Georgia, south of Atlanta. He contacted Ray because his daughter is in high school and thinking about applying to UGA. It was her spring break this week and Ray arranged for her to sit in on a class and talk to some professors.

We met them at the parking deck at 9 am and chatted briefly. We had invited them for dinner and I asked what they didn't eat. Betsy, the daughter, said seafood is gross. The parents decided to walk around campus and I went home to continue preparations. My dad and I had discussed a menu and he was joining us for dinner. I spent an hour and a half making the chicken tagine, which I love, and went to meet them for lunch at the Georgia Center. After lunch, the four of us walked around and Ray went to class. It turns out, they have an eighth grader as well and didn't plan to stay for supper. Which I totally understand, but I don't know why they didn't mention it earlier--afraid to hurt my feelings? We walked all the way up to the Arch and took a bus back to the parking garage. We drove around a little and then went to the house about 4. My Dad was there working in the garden. We had a lovely visit and chatted for about an hour before they left.

I was exhausted and so was the Captain. He left and Ray finished the chicken dish so we could take it to potluck. I still have the beginnings of the soup and dessert to deal with. We were a little late for potluck and so we brought most of the chicken and couscous home and I froze some of it. I went right to bed. Just before I woke up, I was dreaming we were driving and the Prius died and we left it somewhere and went off in another car and ended up in Lafayette Indiana and couldn't figure out where the Prius was. What this had to do with my day yesterday, I'm not sure. Except I had to stop and get gas because the car was telling me I had 0 miles left. It didn't even take 10 gallons, so I'm not sure what that means.

I think I am still tense from yesterday, but I don't have to do much today, so that's good.