Yesterday: a day of naps and decisions.

Morning was Grace, Matt, Marti, and John at the Pops while Whit and I went to the Lavallees’ brunch in Chestnut Hill. We all came home and passed out – Matt on the couch, Whit in his crib/cage, and Gracie and I in our bed. It was heavenly. Then more frenetic activity: stopping by the Brennans’ (where Grace kept eating the raspberries from the bar, intended for the bellinis, and incurred the bartender’s wrath), dropping the children at home, and then hitting the Jacques/Shattuck party and finally dinner at the Harvest bar (our favorite place). Yesterday was apparently THE day for festivities – we missed the van Ogtrops’ party and also the Youngs’ tree trimming.

At the bar, over burgers and zinfandel, there was some reckoning.

I am not taking the Providence job.
Matt is pursuing his opportunities in New York.

Here comes 2007, with a commuter relationship and a studio apartment in the City …

“And so we turn the page over/ to think of starting. This is all there is.” -John Ashberry

“Openings come quickly, sometimes, like blue space in running clouds. A complete overcast, then a blaze of light.” – Tennessee Williams

“There is no such thing as a problem without a gift for you in its hands. You seek problems because you need their gifts.” – Richard Bach