Shutter the thought! Or should that be shudder? In my case, the first is correct now that we have plantation shutters installed in our new home. At last some privacy and no more fighting the sun as it glared in my eyes through the home office window. It will also hopefully help my wife, now affectionately known at Wayne, (See Post #1718), sleep at night.  Wayne and I are in Oakland, California this morning at her daughter’s new home, 2900 miles away from our shutters. Another night in a strange bed, something we both got all too used to in our transition from Portland to Florida.

Tomorrow we return to Portland, but not before this evening’s Giants game. It’s Juneteenth so we’ll get a free commemorative San Francisco Seals t- shirt in honor of the Negro Leagues. We’re in the midst of a hectic week-long travel schedule that will also take me to Eugene, Oregon and the University of Oregon for the U.S. Olympic Trials. There are many nights yet ahead of strange beds far from our new shutters. Shudder the thought! Today, we again celebrate Wayne’s 65th Birthday while respecting her anonymous presence in my blog. I’m just tired of referring to her as “my wife.” It seems so impersonal, so Wayne it is! Party On!

Wayne ordered caviar, an expensive chardonnay, numerous appetizers, and crab legs in honor of the occasion last night at Wit & Wisdom in Sonoma. In her case, “the occasion” can last for months on either side of the actual date. In addition, she tries to include the 19th as its anniversary each and every month. We’re having cake again this morning, along with leftover pizza. I ordered chef Michael Mina’s famous  wood fired pizza to keep the total bill from completely breaking the bank. It’s always my favorite wake-up  food – The Breakfast of Champions. Happy Medicare Birthday. Love You, Wayne!