Okay, here I am!

So this morning a friend wrote to see if she could come by and say hi to me and my Dad and the hubby and Callie, and I was about to write and say--I actually did write it, but I didn't send it--I was about to write her and say, You're a dear friend and I love you very much so I'm sure you'll understand that we're all on horrible schedules and deadlines here and we can't pause for even a moment so can you maybe come back and see us when you're in town in late October? But then just before I hit send realize, Good Lord, am I really going to allow myself to become THAT person? So I said, sure, give a call when you're on your way. But then my phone sort of died and she just came anyway, right when Dad was making breakfast, for which we only had 2 eggs, but he stretched them with milk and lots of cheese and there were croissants and some fruit from the day before and lots and lots of bacon (we used the whole package, amen), and everyone was full and happy and the hubby even came out of his dissertation cave for a bit to be ribbed about his 15-year-old decision not to eat bacon and I've been generally much calmer (and, I will add, equally productive) today.

She was here, without the wishing!