Friday Night Lights

Before there was the Colonel there was a long line of roommates.

Previous to Mr. Stay for 4 Years, we rented to students in town for an internship.
They came for a few months at a time, with high expectations and minimal luggage.

One taught me to cook Katsudon. Another chopped onions while wearing his lab goggles. He also baked fantastic fruit pies with the most tender crusts. He ate pie for breakfast.

 A third drank iced venti chai lattes for dinner. And the fourth built fires for us whenever we wanted to cook out and Lab sat for us when we went to Germany.

A fifth drove me crazy.

We, now me, have stayed friends with them all, well all but the one who made me nutty, and they visit when they come to town. Sometimes they sleep on the couch. Once a roommate....

This week Donald came to dinner. He lived with us while doing an internship at the Smithsonian.
After that he went to the Netherlands for his Masters and is now in Quebec working on his PhD.

He goes dinosaur hunting in his down time. And bakes pies. He organizes a thanksgiving dinner where ever in the world he may be.

He also send the best postcards known to man.

He brought me tulips. I was so touched, no one brings a florist flowers.

They should, we love them.

He was saddened by the absence of GG. That made two of us.

But we ate and talked and as ever I pretended to understand what he does in his lab.

Bird embroys?

As he left I stood in the doorway arms full of kittens and he stood in the front yard arms raised as if in benediction.

"Stay awesome Jane", he said.

And for that moment I felt invincible and yes, awesome.

The Donald rocks.