Last night Kate and I went to a special Sicilian dinner and wine tasting at Casa Bella. Kate was not excited about going. I think it was ambiguity over what might be open the menu. It turned out to be very good in quality though I don’t think the price was worth it for us. When I look at it as an experience, it was worth it. We sat with a couple with whom we had shared a table about a month ago. At first I wondered if Kate would enjoy it. As it turned out, she had a good time. They are both big talkers, and so am I. This meant that Kate did not get as much time to chat, but I think she felt this took the pressure off of her.
I am writing from Panera where Kate is getting her morning muffin and working on the iPad. Before coming over she asked me where her iPad was. I told her I didn’t know but would look for it. She made no effort to help, another indication of her acceptance of help. As noted before, permitting me to help can be a good thing for me. It also comes with a measure of sadness over her sacrificing her independence for which she has fought so fiercely.
We didn’t get to shop for new clothes or go to Lowe’s for new plants yesterday. I hope that we will work in both of these things today.
