1) An impromptu invitation to the lake house of a friend made me think of the words of the Countess Olenska: “I ran away . . . and these kind friends have taken me in. I wanted to be quiet and think things over . . . I feel myself so safe here. I wish that you were with us.”
2) Steak dinner and maple bourbon.
3) This morning, inexplicably, we were lured into exploring Myra Breckinridge. Mercy goodness, what were we thinking?