Wednesday, June 21, 2006

I had dinner with Jim W. In January I thought I saw him walking down the street. Last week he emailed me after seeing my on television.

We ate dinner at the Cup Cafe (I had the eggplant parm and I am way full!). Caught up on the last eight years of our lives. I informed him he'd be coming to pool volleyball with me. Jim claims to be shy. He hasn't changed much, still tall and lean and cute.

Meet Jim's hand.

Nice way to end a busy day. Work was super frantic- backhoe digging out deep outhouse pits, moving around wheelbarrows of dirt for later screening, picking bottles and broken dishes out of the dirt. Some really cool artifacts- Chinese opium pipes, old medicine bottles, decorated dishes. I'll take my camera to work tomorrow in case we find anything interesting when we screen the dirt. Only complaint, 107 fricken degrees or some such nonsense.

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