A dear friend has been in town for three days and is leaving in the morning. We had dinner on Monday, lunch on Tuesday, and lunch again today. I was so sad on the way home after lunch that I started crying. Not the really ugly cry, but there were tears in my eyes. Sad.

To cheer myself up I started calling people while I was driving home. I did get to catch up with one friend, nobody else was home.

Today I'm celebrating iced tea. I must have had half a dozen glasses and lunch. And I want more.