"You can go back now, daddy" and about the cheese shop

I walk Emily to(ward) school in the am for sure - if rainy in the pm pick her up in the car. Depending on when we finish our conversation on a topic or topics of her choosing she says to me at some point before we get to the school "You can go back now, daddy." This gives me time to catch the bus that stops two minutes from our house and goes downtown. I feel a little "greener" riding the bus vs. driving, and they run every 30 minutes with a 2 hour time to catch another should I wish to transfer, and run on time. Today I went to the chiropractor, scoped out some of the exhibits at the local museum (including a big Maori canoe - a dugout) and had a lovely savingon blanc and kumara (local sweet potatoes) and salmon patties with a delicious sauce. Next noon meal downtown probably Indian vegeterian. Lots of interesting little shops to peek in the window and sometimes go inside. Books are expensive here - $39.00 for a paperback street food one, for example. My lunch was $15.00 including tax and tip so not too bad. Re the big bad CHEESE STORE I have so far only ordered some bread but Carrie is right I will have to restrain myself for there are many lovely, yummy looking cheeses on the shelves. Wish me luck on that. We are looking into getting Skype for cheap phone calls so don't be surprised if some day you get a call from New Zealand! A grey day- I miss the big Kansas blue sky and miss hearing friend's voices. I have had one art lesson and drew an almost recognizable picture of a cow skull. Art class makes you look. And look. And look. Ta ta for now, and we wish happiness and health to all who read our blog. Manford