For our beloved Brian who kept offering to help us with the upstairs toilet until we said YES please, and then he did all the work, and as anyone with an old house knows, it is always more work than it's supposed to be.
For Rascal, even if he does keep walking around the house with a mouthful of poor Bob's fur.
For the decadent taste of roasted tomatoes and garlic, especially when thrown into my made up curried chicken and rice. Damn it turned out good!
For a long weekend and time spent celebrating Bob's (not the cat) birthday with great live music with the Curses, and good food. Thanks Ann and Teri for all you did....and thank you Bob for the expression of happiness on your face all night long.
For the pleasure of looking forward to the rest of the weekend.