Sometimes...

...life is just good. The Brilliant and Beautiful Bride of Upper Left and I took time for a ferry boat ride and a drive along the coast of Hood Canal today, with a pit stop at our favorite oyster farm for a batch of fresh yearlings and a bag of steamers on the side.

It wasn't a totally apolitical experience, though. We had lunch with the Father of the Bride and his companion, and while the polling sample may be exceedingly small, it's still personally satisfying. A hard R from Dewey to Reagan, the Father-in-Law of Upper Left softened a bit during the tenure of the Big Dog, and in the wake of the nightmare in New York, he's completed his 180.

Chalk up one in the JK column.

Yep, sometimes life is just good.