True Margrit

Before the show at BOB's JAVA JIVE came to a close, I received a series of phone calls from my nephew, Elan Eichler. He was stopping by the club, no, he couldn't make it in time, ok, he was stopping by the house.

The band got back to the house and received Valentine's cookies from Heather--aww SWEET! Literally. I did some laundry (as described in the previous post), we all snacked, Andrew headed to bed, Gary & I watched some Colbert Reports. There came another series of Elan phone calls/ texts--we are on the way, wait-what's the address, now we're lost. They arrived at 3 am.

Needless to say, we were getting a bit tired but we were all having a great time hanging out. Andrew emerged from his chamber, Gary retired. It got very very late--so late in fact, that it was very very early. So... apologies to all who attempted slumber and could not achieve it. Our bad.