It’s been a busy month.  There’s been a lot of rose ordering drama involving confusing websites, phone numbers no one answers, and e-mails that appear to have been lost in the ether.     We thought that the last of the roses would be arriving this past Wednesday or Thursday but they are still not here.  Otherwise the flower garden is looking really nice.  I will take pictures once everything is blooming.

Patrick and Jay came for a visit today.  Both dated Sally at some point in the past and both are presently working in the restaurant business in NYC.  It was fun to have them around for the afternoon.  Patrick is such charming Irish rouge.  We get along really well.  Jay is just funny.  He told me the story of how he met Sally.  (She was wearing a pink sweatshirt and Converse tennis shoes and he was wearing a v-neck sweater over a t-shirt. - It was the 80s.)  While watching the cows in the field I told him how J developed a dislike for milk after our milk cow ate onions one summer.  Jay got a kick out of that and wanted me to embellish the story so that he could tell it at a “salon” he is going to tomorrow night.  Everyone is supposed to come with a poem to read, a song to sing, or a story to tell.  

I had a good week full of LOST speculation.  Sally and I also watched the finale of Dancing with the Stars.  We teased Gerry about watching it last year and then got totally sucked in.  Sally used ballroom and swing dance so she liked analyzing all the technical stuff.  I know nothing about dancing so I wasn’t able to contribute much to the analysis but we were in total agreement about who should have won.  We were serious Gilles fans and not just because he is a hot French guy.  Shawn and Melissa were great but Gilles was an awesome dancer and we’re sorry that the season is over and we won’t have our Monday night ritual anymore.