I have written my friend a chatty, funny email, that if she takes offense at, means there's no hope, but if she laughs, will bring us back to our great love for each other. I wait in hope.
Still a bit upset at an altercation* at the library last week, wary of going back, tomorrow. IF they are open on Boxing Day. One year (the Great Boxing Day Blizzard of Aught Three) we sheltered there when the storms took our heat and light, and internet connection. (See photos, above.) Warmed and read email, and returned home, power restored shortly after.
At any rate, *idiot assaulted us with demands for "Knowing how to say hi" when we did not know him, and tried to pick a fight with us. Security alerted shortly after, and they will deal. I would have hit him with my umbrella, if shooing him away had not worked.
Hoping old friend will see humor. Going to be a friend no matter what. We all have Our Little Moments.* Next Letter to fairygoddaughter tomorrow. F.
Gave Red Iguana Chili sauces to D's parents, who were happy thereby, (went by for lunch, and take-out yesterday) and accepted Red Iguana gift certificate from them today. Ironic, and funny. At our urging, they decided to be Selfish, and save queso and verde for tomorrow. Good for them. Hot (spicy) food brings joy all around. SIL and BIL gave us toy for Moby, as we gave them one for their cat last year. An Acceptable Gift. Except that Moby is skittish about the sounds it makes. Maybe tomorrow he'll feel differently.
*See Stanley from Going Postal, raised by Peas. (Known for thoroughness.)