Sosie skyped us from California last night. We had a lovely hour-long conversation. There's something about seeing somebody while you are speaking that extends the time you spend with them. And since it's free, we seniors dig it.
Sosie is wearing a sweatshirt from Norway with what appears to be inside-out lettering. Norwegians don't see things backwards. Honest. It is a software problem, apparently "mirror image" is toggled on. Something that Sosie's personal assistant, Zakk the Geekk, will have to untoggle, no doubt.
Kathleen joined us to cover a wide range of topics. The only thing of substance that I can actually report is that the proposed family dinner at the James J. Hill Mansion on Summit Avenue in St. Paul has been suspended. The rule forbidding any red wines in that venerated establishment seems to be the sticking point.
Then Sosie excused herself and left for her Garden Club.
Good bye
