Sometime in the last day or so, I picked up Dan's cold. So today  I am taking things very easy. A bit of light housework, and bedrest and plenty of hot tea with honey made by our neighbor's bees who live in the apple/peach orchard across the road.

Yesterday was President's Day  so the kids did not have school. I took them out to lunch at the good diner up on Michigan Ave, then to Target to get a digital camera for Bill to take to Europe, and then to a bookstore to get Bill books on Paris and Madrid, where he will be staying with his schoolmates on their trip. I am a bit worried about Madrid, after those bombs on the trains -- but it is not right to live your life in fear of random crime. You still must live, and if you worry, it will petrify and paralyze you into something that is not life.

Last night Dan and I went out to dinner at one of our favorite restaurants, the place where we had our first date way back in the spring of 1983. It is this great Chinese place with spicey food, and is decorated like a white washed cave, complete with waterfall and grotto.

Then we went to a concert at the Power Center in Ann Arbor put on by a group called the Kodo Drummers. It was an enchanting evening of traditional Japanese music, a feast for both the ears and the eyes.