I woke up to the happy news that the weather forecast for Communique had done a flipflop. Instead of cloud and rain, we are now anticipating nothing but sunshine. It's incredible what a little human sacrifice to the right gods will accomplish.
True to form, the day's rain fizzled out shortly after the plane touched down and by the time the OFKAR and I were tucking into our sushi lunch, the sun was peaking through.
Nor was the weather the only sweet part of the day. Unbeknownst to each other, the OFKAR and I had baked each other some sweet treats, my bourbon pecan pie brownies for her pumpkin pie. Thanksgiving dessert at last!
Sadly the OFKAR has a schedule filled with presentations, papers and midterms, so she will not likely be partaking in much of Communique. But as the rest of the conventioneers begin to trickle into the area tomorrow afternoon, I will have them on a pretty short leash for the entire weekend.
I will be gentle on them for the first day - a reception in the zombie suite and a wander down Davie Street in search of dinner and the sun setting over the ocean.
Be sure to stay tuned for updates and resulting gossip.