I had my annual luncheon date with an old friend and her husband.We meet every year, with the exception of last year, for lunch at whatever restaurant is operating at the Ringling Museum.Last year, i had to cancel because Bob was not able to go,
and I missed very much not seeing her. The thing about our meeting is that we sorta pick up where we left off the year before. Now that is the epitome of comfort. That is what old fiends do.