At the American Museum of Natural History, Pete and I stumbled into an exhibit about food anthropology and a demonstration about the magic of pectin. I answered questions because Dad died and left me homework. Thanks, Dad!

In other news: Pete’s surgeon declared Pete’s surgery a success. We then tromped around the museum at the edge of Central Park for a few hours because we could without debilitating pain. It was a big moment for us, which we celebrated by taking the train back to New Brunswick and walking over the bridge to where we’d left our car. It doesn’t sound like much of a fiesta, but last year’s trip to the museum sent me to bed for a day, which is so much less fun when it entails agony and drugstore bonbons.

I should have planned that better.

In the waiting room at the Hospital For Special Surgery, we heard the great news: DOMA was struck down and Prop 8 was thrown out. Last night’s groundbreaking filibuster in the Texas State Legislature by Wendy Davis and the crowd was a welcome surprise after the day’s Supreme Court ruling gutting the Voting Rights Act. There’s no time to absorb news as it’s happening this week.