This weekend was nice. Maggie, who had a bout of ill health, is doing better. I hope Rob is still administering her medicine :P

Susan's wedding was beautiful. She dances and used to teach the tango. She's gracious and elegant. Her wedding gown was a gorgeous deep red with silver stars. This is the first event I've ever attended by non-Con-going folks where there were tiaras and diadems -- and they looked completely normal.

So many things have a symbolic meaning, don't they? This morning I had a praying mantis on my car's driver side door. I'm sure there's some symbolism about this somewhere. I know what it means to me, though. It means I got into the car from the passenger's side door.