I woke up early this morning from a bad dream. We were trying to hide in the grass because there was a helicopter overhead. As I woke up, my feet were cold and I could still hear the sound of the helicopter. I thought maybe the heat was on and that was what I was hearing, but it was my sleep mask. I had apparently taken it off, but it was blowing a mile a minute. It was quarter of five, but Ray was already up.

We walked Elisa partway to Valley's house and headed back so Ray wouldn't be late. I dropped Dan and him off and went to the bank, then to the library. I spent a couple good hours researching for one of my final projects. Unfortuately, it involved reading about lots of murders.

I was supposed to meet someone at Barberito's at two, but I knew I wouldn't make it that late. I ducked into Lumpkin Cafe and ordered a cup of potato chowder. It was good and thick. After sitting there a while, I ordered the oriental chicken salad too. It's what Becky and I usually get. Fortunately, I was too full to order dessert, even though they had chess pie.

Then it was 1:45, so I went to Barberito's. There is a young professional couple at UUFA who just had their first baby. Well, he's already eight months old. She has started a private practice and he was already in one, I think. The baby is a delight, big blue eyes, quiet and pretty calm, but watching everything. He goes to day care twice a week, but they want someone they can call if he is sick, so they don't have to cancel any appointments. They will pay me $9 an hour. I said I could do it for the rest of the year, but don't know my schedule for next semester yet.

Ray and I went over to my Dad's. He is thinking about getting hearing aids. Well, actually, he is thnking about not getting hearing aids. The audiologist told him he needs them, but they are $5000 and he doesn't think his hearing is that bad. We will have to make an effort to speak clearly and look at him. He will get them if he feels like he is missing too much.

We picked up Elisa and came home for a couple hours. It was cold and gray, so Ray built a fire.

It was Wednesday, potluck night, but once a month, the Coming of Age kids are making a dinner as a fundraiser. This week was spaghetti. It was pretty good, too. Then choir rehearsal, except I dozed off a little during Drummer Boy. We will be missing some Sundays, unfortunately. Well, Drummer Boy is not my favorite anyway.