Good morning, all! I got home late and slept in this morning. Around 9 or so this morning, I decided I was coing down with a cold and decided to sleep longer. I hope I am not, bumy freind Fionnuala is definitely sick; she told me her cold came on as soon as the Wexford Opera season, where she's concert mistress, ended last week.
So, I'm about two hours behind my proposed schedule this morning. My day s open until 5pm today, when I meet Jonathan for dinner and see his show at Lincoln Center, so I think I'll do the laundry that I had meant to do two hours ago.
Last night, Finnoula, Lynda, their friend Ger, and I had dinner at the apartment of Molly on East 97th Street. Molly is an Irish retired friend of Fionnuala wh worked for Elizabeth Arden. She prepared a very simple but wonderful dinner of zucchini, roast pork, boiled potatoes, and a nut cake with fresh fruit. It wasavery Irish evening, and I had a really good time.
More coffee and then it's time for the laundry!