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I've just taken fairyhead to the airport, from whence she leaves for Frankfurt. In nineteen short* days, she'll return. In a moment of opportunity we had dinner last at Cafe Lily (the French restaraunt we originally intended to visit was closed for a private party). I want to say I had the lamb of god, but then people will think it's Easter; instead, I'll say I had some of the very best lamb I've ever eaten in my life. Today, we lounged about in a dual effort to calm nerves and soak up every last moment of togetherness (and watched Chronicles of Riddick, which was a much better movie than we had reason to believe).

On the upside, I'll do less environmental damage for the next three weeks, since I'm in the Prius rather than the Saturn. On the downside, no fairyhead.



*short, like tax audits are short