Not the most pleasant drive I’ve ever done, with the rain and the gun-shy black dog in the back seat, but I’m so grateful to be here to celebrate Megs’ birthday. (Does anyone remember in middle school when she went by the name Meggan, nicknamed “GG”? Ba ha ha!)
She was making bread when I walked in!
And dinner was waiting for me (chicken and chickpeas simmered in Indian sauce with brown rice… my pita on the side!):