Monday and Tuesday were busy focused workdays. I've managed to refine the morning meetings and will continue to do so. Monday, I got word from Madrona that Linda's headstone was placed. Lauren and I went to see it. I omitted 'very' in her contribution. I felt like shit, but Lauren insisted it was okay and enough. The thought and intention are there. I can't believe I fucked that up, but it does work as it. It's just that details do matter. Jen and I enjoyed dinner at Eataly Monday night with Bev and Jess. I stopped on the way out and got Gelato for Lauren and Tommy. Today I was midway through my morning and realized my wallet was missing and searched everywhere, including the pants I'd worn last night.
I assumed it was left at the Gelato counter and believed it was lost, so I ordered a new driver's license and replacements for all of my credit cards only to find it later when checking those pants literally for the 6th time to find that the way they were folded and draped caused the wallet to clear the pocket section and hang concealed around the belt line. Of course, that's good news but canceled credit cards can't be undone, so I've got to work around the limitations for a week while waiting for new cards to arrive and go through the hoops with ApplePay, online accounts using those cards, etc. it's my fault. Still, an honestly mistaken ad, for goodness sake, Chase, allows a cancellation to be reverted. I can lock and unlock my card at will, but I can't order a new card without you virtually cutting up the old one the second I do? Gipsy Kings at Mountain Winery was great fun. The crowd was unique. Steve said he saw them decades ago and how hot the women were at that show. I said it was exactly the same decades later…. meaning the EXACT SAME WOMEN, decades later… and they've not all ages well. The crowd was interesting, and some very culturally 'mafioso' dressed guys in open shirts, goatees, chains, dinner jackets, and just a particular style that fit the genre of music. We enjoyed the music and the firepit.