That was this afternoon.
I am now officially a Pennsylvanian with a driver's license, a car license and a voting registration to prove it. The best part of this official business was going to a "tag" place to get the car license in an old business building/residence where the official was a congenial woman who had all the electronics to make my car license happen. She went back to a corner closet that she unlocked and chose a PA plate for my Subaru. It took awhile to get all the details into the system and presently a man came in with a grizzled face, straw cowboy hat, pony tail and she introduced him as Willie Nelson, her husband. Except for a little more meat on his bones, he sure did look like Willie. I said, "Do you sing?" and, sure enough, he did, "Blue Eyes Cryin' in the Rain", and, yes, that almost passed for Willie, too. Turns out he is a courier for her business. He was singing "On the Road Again" as he left. I said I didn't know you get a concert when you get a license. She also sold teddy bears.
I had a late breakfast at the Dam' Good Cafe, and the pumpkin pancakes were Damn Good.
I came home with some of the shopping for myself that was sorely needed. I have a small, comfortable desk chair now, a hang-from-the-door shoe caddy that doesn't work (I'll think of something), a second set of sheets, and a coat/hat, umbrella tree to replace the now displaced door hook for my robe. And, I found something to send to Dimetrios.
The six half gallons of Pennview Farms milk didn't make it to Wednesday, so I got seven of them this time.
Aidan is playing his cello practices on a full-sized cello that sounds pretty
Keoni has been mixing music from my piano and his violin most of the evening. He played it back for me from his mother's computer. He has a real gig on Saturday.
Wendy and John are back home from their parents thing at Aidan's school and dinner out, and I am finished for this day.
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