From the beautiful sunrise yesterday to the Full English Breakfast John prepared to the purple hyacinth and the stack of requested books replacing worn-out copies . . .
and the rest of the day, except for the moans of the Carolina fans watching their team lose in the afternoon, was just right, down to the brats and champagne that I had requested for dinner. And there's more to come as Justin and Claui are coming up to prepare another birthday meal for me tonight.
I will need to fast for all of Lent to atone.
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