We also ran into many old friends, including The Empress and That Man, whom I hadn’t seen in forever.
This is part of the fun of the farmers market.
We also went and stood in line for twenty minutes for cheese Danish for #2 daughter. The downtown bakery is tiny, so the line was more of a coil than a queue.And when we got to the front, the cheese Danish were all gone.
I liked this sign, which we had plenty of time to admire as we waited.
We came home then and watched the world cup. My parents had been planning to take us to lunch for #2 daughter’s birthday, but a sick dog kept them at home. We went without them, but it wasn’t the same.
We came home and graded papers, wrote a donor letter for the WordCamp Kansas City, which we’re hosting from our satellite location there.
Two came to dinner, stopping by before taking #2 to the movies. He and I fell to talking shop, though, and they missed the movie. I think that #2 could have interrupted our talk of divs and mograv to say, “We’d better go or we’ll miss the movie,” but I could be wrong. Apparently, Two later told #2 that he felt he had diverted my attention from his interest in her.
He may be an unusually naive guy.