The Gold Mine

On Wednesday night, Miss Kate made the best Thai food to celebrate a bunch of things--Maggie's return from Australia, Mike being here, the bathroom remodel almost done and who knows what all.....and we five, Charlotte, Maggie, Mike and me, had dinner in Kate's happy kitchen.

Mike and I were a bit late because my long-lagging oven finally gave up the ghost over key lime pie and the gas leak in the whole house called for an emergency visit from city people, but all is well now and we're setting out this morning in search of a new gas range.

Yesterday, Frank and Joy came in from Medina Lake for lunch, a trip to YeYa's, and the Coney Island exhibit at the McNay.  It was so much fun to see these two "brothers from a different mother" comparing notes on their restorations of toys and other rusty treasures--and poking through dusty things at Mario's. Mike bought an old Playland Park poster to go with the rocket ship from there he'd bought from Frank and is now restoring, and I bought a box of broken up dishes for mosaics.

Mike said, "You have a gold mine in friends here. No wonder you could never move away."