A good day again

So I went walking after lab today with two friends who have been asking all semester and it's been such a beautiful week weather wise I really wanted to do it. We walked on the track. I made it a mile!! Here's hoping I didn't over do it.

On the last lap another set of friends called. Want to meet us in Dakota's steak house...now. Why yes I do. I ran up to have dinner with them (run up, ha, 25 miles away, just up the street around here) It was nice. Turns out they had gone walking around Lake Alma. Now I usually do the island there but apparently there's a paved path. Wish I had known that because I could have tried that.


But seriously cross your fingers I didn't over do because overdoing a hike is how I got into this mess.


BBL with my nano. Thanks again for the cheer leading. Let me know what you think of the snips.

Dan snagged some cheese cubes from a tray and a couple cookies from another. Alessia ignored his grazing and watched Grace fluttering around Bergman’s exhibition hall. Laura hadn’t shown yet but Alessia and Dan had been there when the doors open. She liked art and no matter what Laura might think, Dan was supportive. Grace’s woodland scenes were pretty but Alessia found her one nightmare scape painting to be the most compelling. She wasn’t sure if she should say that. Grace had complained about the piece all through its creation.

“Isn’t it great? There’s so much talent here.” Grace waved her hand at a weird amalgam of Barbie and clay. Alessia didn’t share her enthusiasm for it.

“I’m glad you’re excited.”

“It’s rad,” Dan said popping a cookie in his mouth.

“The art or the food?” Grace narrowed her eyes at him.

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