My roommate N. is laughing at herself. She wears a blanket on her head. One evening about a week ago, I looked up and she had the brown blanket draped over her head and stood up and said “woooooo” like a ghost. I pretended to be startled by how odd it was, but was secretly pleased she’s just as wacky as me. Then I tried it a bit later with my green blanket and she fell on the couch laughing.
There are two jars of jam (strawberry and blackberry) on our coffee table. A’s friend from Indiana B. gave them to me; he made the jam over the summer with fruit from farms in Maryland. My roommate is impressed. A few minutes ago she said, “He even put bows on them” (one gold and one green). I’m impressed too.