Here I am, back in Michigan, exhausted, and a bit groggy from sleeping until 8:45.  Southwest provided an on-time flight home, as they reliably do.  I waited 45 mintues at Midway for the bus to Michigan City; Noel picked me up there and we had a wonderful dinner together on the way home.  This particular daughter is one I am not accustomed to being away from for almost five weeks, so we had a lot of catching up to do. When I finally got to my house, it was a little after 9:00 p.m.   Not bad, and really, there is no reason for me to be so tired, but ....        well, a couple of cups of coffee will perk me right up.      Of course, there is no food in the house, so I'll be running to the store very soon.   But there is coffee, and the milk and creamer that Pam and Geoff left when they were here last week have not expired, so I'm set for a few hours.

 

It was a busy last week in LA:   final opera class (wonderful!); lunch with Ellin at Hoboken, a restaurant on Westwood Blvd. we both like; dinner with Shuli and Menachem at a Thai restaurant; and as much play time with Aurelia as we could squeeze in.  Overall, the visit was wonderful;  and yet, it feels so good to be home.

 

ps  I have learned that I spelled Steve Carell's name wrong in that last blog..only one 'r'...oops.