Finally managed to leave the sanctuary of our home this afternoon. We drove to Broomfield to visit sister Wendy and her fiance Stacy, who are doing pretty well considering that Stacy starts his chemotherapy next week. It was great to see them and have big hugs. My nephew, Drew, has finally grown, which he has been waiting for since he was about 10. My niece, Morgan, is taller than I am and a lovely 16 year old. We watched some of the real life horror story that is New Orleans with them, and laughed together some about silly things, which was great. Brad and I then went to CompUSA for iShuffle accessories, which is to Brad what the Neiman Marcus shoe department is to me. We stopped by the Dairy Center for the Arts to try and see some our art which is on loan to them for a fun exhibit, but it was after 5:00 and the gallery was closed. We could peep through the window and see the art sideways, but we’ll have to go back during art hours.
Then we reached our real destination — sushi at Hapa on the Pearl Street mall. There is sushi in Homer, but it’s a small sushi bar in the back of a too-authentic Alaskan bar, full of smoking drinkers. The sushi is lovingly crafted by a single person, which makes things sloooow. So, I am officially happy to have access to the multiple excellent sushi restaurants in Boulder. Tonight was a classic Boulder evening with the temperature in the mid-70’s and the sky perfectly clear. There are a lot of young, fit, attractive people here, all walking by in small tank tops and smaller shorts. Delicious. And the food is delicious, too. We had new style sashimi with jalapenos and cilantro and spicy edamame and white tuna rolls. I love Boulder!
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