Samain Moving Moon
Tom and I had breakfast at Aspen Perks this morning. All the waiters and waitresses had on elf hats in this mountain cafe just off Highway 285. He had pastry with egg, ham, basil and pesto. I had the Bronco omlette, sausage, bacon and cheese. Back on the low carb way after 24 hours off. As Martin Luther said, “When you sin, sin boldly.”
Tom’s effort, driving out here the entire way while the dogs slumbered, was unremarkable. And in that the best possible result. We got here with no doggie wounds, no almost runaways, not even any agitation. Thanks, again, friend, for a valuable moment in the 27 years we’ve known each other.
I’m still sleep deprived, but not terrible. I have to unload the van, then help Jon shovel the driveway. An Ambien tonight, perhaps tomorrow night and I should be ready for the delivery.