Yesterday was a good day: up earlyish, coffee and a muffin and the New York Times in a coffee shop. Then a 5k trail race, in shorts. Can't do that in Maine in December. Then took the dogs to a dog park, where they romped in the rustly dead leaves with perhaps 20 other dogs of all sizes and breeds. Lunch was a turkey sandwich. I went grocery shopping while NBT watched football, and then we both went and found the best Christmas tree in Raleigh. It smells very, very good. The dogs slept. NBT chopped onions and peppers while I browned beef and sausage and simmered tomatoes and wine, and I finished the crossword puzzle and he read the paper while the lasagna baked. After dinner we watched Lost until we couldn't keep our eyes open any more. It was a good day.
[Real post coming later. For now, I'm off to explore Chapel Hill with a musician I know a little bit.]