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Well, it's been a few days and things have happened here. I hope Sheryl's bought of COVID is as mild as possible, and I'm glad Toddson has support and is recovering.

I have a phone interview for what might be a good new position in MI in about 10 minutes. Here's hoping.

Hec, I gasped out loud at that rug. It may be the most beautiful floor decor I've ever seen. Something about that style just grabs me. I'm excited to see pictures of the completed room.

That rug is based on an Arts & Crafts movement stained glass window design from early 1900s. Somewhere in upstate New York there's a matching window: [link]

When Emmett and I went to pick up the rug, the warehouse guy said, "Careful with that, it's heavy. Those Nepalese don't mess around." (The rug is made of hand dyed wool and hand-made in Nepal.)

Had a great day yesterday with E&K even though my plan was scuttled from the outset. I was intent on taking them to Clement street and introducing them to the Blue Danube Cafe's excellent breakfast menu with the proviso that we were going to work our way through the entire menu over the next year.

Welp, it was closed for their once a year family vacation. Fortunately a brief pitstop at Green Apple books got us a rec from the book clerk there.

"So, we went to Blue Danube for breakfast and it was closed. Do you have a recommendation"
"Closed?!"
"They were on vacation to Disneyland."
"Oh, that family's so cute! I don't know where to send you. I just always go to Blue Danube."
"Anything?"
"Well, your best bet is to get off Clement. If you can go over to 6th and Balboa (three blocks away) you should go to Cinderella Bakery. They have amazing piroshki."

I had forgotten that the best Russian Bakery in the City was so close!

So that's where we went. Emmett had stroganoff for breakfast. I had a soup called Solianka. Kalena got flummoxed by the exotic menu and ordered a turkey sandwich. ("I panicked!") and then regretted her choice after she tasted Emmett's stroganoff.

But I had her covered, and bought a bag of various Piroshki (Beef and Cheddar, Mushroom and Onion) and pastries (apple tart, strawberry cream cheese pastry) for them to take home.

Also, Emmett was having trouble pronouncing "Blue Danube" and went full Swedish chef on it: "BluDaNoob."

Oh, Epic, I'm sorry! That's really hard news. Shooting all the -ma your way.

Oh, Epic, I'm sorry. Sending ~ma and everything love your way for smooth surgery and absolute best outcomes.

Fuck, Epic, I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry, Epic. I hope the treatment options are effective and not too onerous.

Epic, wow, that's rough news. Looking for any bright side, at least you have clear plan with which to move forward, and time to prepare for it.

I think the cliché applies: it's going to be a marathon, not a sprint. Build your resources, conserve your resources, push on through.

Vent here as and when you feel the need.

Oh, Epic, I'm so sorry. Wishing you excellent care and a smooth recovery.