Free hand

Today's highlight was discussing my former boss's wedding present with my current boss. I proposed shopping from the registry. She preferred the gift of protein, in mail-order barbecue format. The more we talked, the more adamant she became. I acquiesced, then suggested adding a bottle of champagne for celebratory tone. When we parted, we each had our super-secret spy assignments. She is to find out his first choice of mail-order rib-joints, and I am to take up the collection.


Today's earrings: hands, liberty dimes

Bedtime reading: Anansi Boys, Neil Gaiman