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Monday night is one of Diane’s nights to cook. Matt has Thursday and I know I have Tuesday but sometimes I forget. Maybe it’s a directions thing because yesterday I was at Shaw’s buying food for dinner.

Which is always a challenge. Sometimes Matthew and I wander the aisles like observers from another dimension. There are the choices, but we can’t seem to pluck them from the shelves. Yesterday, I thought, how about spaghetti and meatballs? We frequently have pasta and we frequently have meatballs, but rarely the two together. I tossed in jar of sauce, without mushrooms, and a can of whipped cream (for Diane’s coffee, not dinner) and headed to check out.

Diane arrived home early for a Monday, with two bags of groceries.

“I thought I’d cook tonight,” I offered in my most humble, self serving manner. She is so accustomed to this, it fazes her not at all. “So what did you buy?” I asked.

“Meatballs from Idlywilde, to go with the pasta in the freezer, spaghetti sauce and a can of whipped cream.”

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I do have that photo of John and Matthew mowing the grass. And I’ll post it as soon as I get it back from Diane who took it to her group to show Wendy Rosen.

Susan, I’m planning on picking you up at Logan. My afternoon is free.

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Lake Sylvia, the summer of 1990. View larger image

Clearly there is loving synchrony at times in your relationship -- or the odds were just with you if spaghetti & meatballs is but one of three things you make in rotation. But remind me not to drop in for dinner unannounced on Wednesdays or Fridays -- at least, not without bringing something substantial myself.........

I love these images of early Matthew! Thanks!

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Posted by Michael at December 16, 2003 07:21 AM