Sick day

 Hello from the land of I have nothing interesting to say.  I got whatever Mark had and I have felt sort of rotten. 

Which has resulted in two things:

1-I realize I should have been more sympathetic with him because now I know he felt awful.

2-I spent a day doing a whole lot of nothing.

I did talk to Olivia and Braeden on the phone which was nice.  Braeden presented at his conference and had a good time connecting with other scholars.  He was telling me about it and I said, "You're one of them!" 

My son the scholar.  I should buy him a tweed jacket with elbow patches.

He told me about the wacky route he took on foot through the London suburbs because he couldn't figure out his bus. I'm glad he's a big strapping boy so I don't worry about him too much.

He's really happy to be getting home to his girls, eventually. (Not a short journey.)

Mark ran an errand for me and drank the last Powerade.  He checked on me several times and is very sweet (besides drinking the last Powerade).  He tried to persuade me to go to La Costa for dinner since it was his half birthday and I didn't feel like cooking.

I told him that going to a restaurant sounded less desirable than cooking.  He succeeded in convincing me to get Thai food.  I told him I would pay for it but otherwise, I didn't want to be involved in ordering or picking up.

Happy half birthday to Mark.

My dad sent me a picture of the yellow roses at our house in Starr Valley and I wished I were there.  Mark and I had been planning to go this week, but switched plans which is good since I got sick.

But I also wish I were there.