Everyone is finally back. Elena finally arrived on Saturday, a bit late but she had a good excuse that included two broken ribs (car accident). We are very happy that she is alright, but it's hard not to hug her and even harder not to make her laugh. But as you can see, she's enjoying her Magnum (dinner party at Giorgia's). I made, I mean brought, dessert (Ruth, Connie, I would have attempted to bake something up to your standard but I have no oven).
I began running again. I hadn't been since the beginning for December. Pulled muscles, exams, and holidays seemed to get in the way. But thanks to a care package from Mom and Dad, I think I'm now the best dressed in the group. Ok, not the best dressed, but at least the most conservative, considering that the nickname of my new running jacket is "the burqa". I think it sort of looks like Spiderman's mask.
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