The Joys of Being a House-guest

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Eight Hours of Sleep at Last

Well, I had eight hours a couple of weekends ago, too, when we were hosting our friend from Virginia, so maybe it's about changing my routine by either hosting or being hosted by friends.

The Jack Nicholson and Diane Keaton movie whose title I can't recall is playing in the background as Pat uses one of our friend's laptops and I use another. Our friends are shopping for tonight's cookout. We contributed fresh strawberries for 10.

Which is worse? Not blogging at all, or posting something verging on inane? I'm going to stop now and pet our friends' dogs, Sydney and Little One, a miniature pincher and a long-haired chihuahua, and watch the rest of the movie.