We had a lovely birthday dinner last night, with fabulous food and service. I'm grateful for the weekend now, and my study group and little trip tomorrow to see my daughter-in-law's chorus concert and spend the night with them. A baby get-away is just the ticket. Next week I'll be back persuing the jury thing, calling until I can show up and hopefully be excused. Talk about bad timing.
I read a short little fiction book yesterday, Julian Barnes "A Sense of an Ending" which was old fashioned in a Henry James way. Just good story where the emphasis is on psychological twists, and the consciousness and guilt of an extremely ordinary man, who through one unguarded act, harms others beyond his imagining. It was fun, and won the Man Booker Prize. Now I'm reading "Yellow Birds" about soldiers in Iraq, which won the Pulitzer Prize.
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