Thank you to David for his kindness and gentleness, his humor and strength. Thank you for loving me.
Thank you to my family for all their love and support.
Thank you to Ghengis for granting me our time together short as it may have been.
Thank you to my friends, the ones who make me laugh, the ones who check up on me, the ones who guide and advise me.
Thank you to Maddie for her infinite patience and comfort.
Thank you to Chester for his goofy love and fat feet.
I am one of the luckiest people I know. Even in the midst of bad happenings and hard times there is always good news to be found and places in which to find comfort. Life moves forward, life moves constantly and I am lucky to be surrounded by such good happenings.
Also, I just pulled the most perfect pumpkin cheesecake out of the oven. Perfect in a million ways. I am beyond thrilled. Thank you to cheesecake for turning out so well.

When David has the stomach flu I end up wiggling the stick and jerkin it up all around town!
So David’s all laid up with Stomach flu and I have to make a pumpkin cheesecake and a pear/fig/chevre dish for dinner at his sister’s. I’m having ongoing electrical issues with the headlights on my car and so I cannot drive it after dark until we get it figured out. David’s car is a manual transmission that I have driven exactly once.
I cannot drive my car as the sun has set.
David is too sick to drive me to the store.
I realized tonight, as I was lurching my way across town that 90% of road rage incidents must come from people driving manuals getting pissed at the jerks who drive too slow and make them get all flustered about hitting the clutch and braking and shifting and all that. That’s my theory anyway.
Tomorrow I will post recipes.
Now I must sleep.