I believe I owe you two haiku.
It was my husband's birthday this past week. We celebrated aboard a military jet, with a group of wonderful folks singing to him in Hebrew, a first for him. (We were escorting Israeli guests around the U.S. on an adventure I can hardly believe was real now that we're back home.) But I didn't get to cook for him, so tonight, I made up for it. Almost.
homemade coleslaw and cold beer
Cake: sweet IOU
Also, last night, we went to see Eugene O'Neil's A Long Day's Journey into Night, which isn't for the faint-hearted. We nearly forgot we had tickets; I remembered over dinner, and we had to scramble to make curtain. But it was completely worth the rush and bother. Wow.
But for some, it was too much.
Production notes read
Oh, it's about family!
I'll try to keep the daily in daily haiku next week...