Rowe, partial relapse

Sunday: Feeling quite better. It seems the key for now is to avoid sweets, so as not to give easy food to the bacteria. Morning stuff, shower, packed up and headed to the center by 8. A gentle breakfast. Last session with DM. Lunch. And headed out.

Drove Ann and Lucy to Greenfield, and saw them off on a bus. As they were getting on, a tall man of African descent let them go first, saying "Chivalry is not dead, there are still some good guys out there."

Drove back to Somerville. Unpacking. Feeling significantly better. Drove out and dropped off/picked up DVDs. Got a sub, which I ate while watching a few minutes of the Super Bowl. Over to Guitar Circle. It was the 5 musketeers tonight (no Martian). Pretty good. Eye of the Needle was perhaps the best we've played it. Back home.

Saturday: Up around 6, morning stuff, and over to the center by 8. Lovely, cold and quiet here in the country, snow and ice covering all. Breakfast in the big dining hall. Session one of the day with Dorothy Mclean. Lunch. Session two. My stomach started to complain a bit. By dinner I was feeling like a overblown balloon. Decided to skip the meal and head back to the B&B to rest. Feeling pretty sick. Ann made her own way to the B&B, and said it was a lovely walk. We watched the AristoCats streaming off her iPod into my laptop. An early bed, worrying that I was going to have a full blown relapse in the night.

Friday: Up at 9, feeling pretty good. Sitting upstairs. Packing. Shower. Fed Oscar and had some quick French Toast for breakfast. Found I had a little time to play guitar before heading out. To the Chiropractor's office. I got a brief lesson in the economics of building a pro football team while he cracked my back.

In to the office, and a brief day. More or less wrapped up my changes (date stamps, lazy bt-list writing), but still testing to do. Talked to Al.

Drove to Springfield in the rain. Couldn't get the tape-deck iPod adapter to work. Arrived early. A slice of pizza. Bone chilling. Met Ann and her friend Lucy. A slushy drive up to Rowe MA, arriving just before 7pm. Dinner, then the first session, where we more or less just all said hello.

The proprietors of the B&B where we were staying had a family emergency, so we had to let ourselves in. Evening practices and to bed.