Mom signed us up to hear a lunchtime talk about charity work to help refugees. This talk is at the church Mom and Dad attend. I'm currently sitting under my full-spectrum light, but I'll probably go.
A few hours later: We heard a talk about aid to refugees fleeing a war-torn Syria.
We stopped at the grocery store on the way home.
I chatted with A.W. for a little while. I heard back from Rory Wilde.
Later: I finished Femme. I reviewed it. I had been quietly boycotting Marshall Thornton's books for several years, since he came onto the m/m romance forum of AfterElton just to be a troll about m/m romances. I guess I finally got over it. Also, this was a romantic comedy, not a hard-boiled mystery. I am not one for hard-boiled mysteries. It was on sale, too. So there were at least three factors going in my decision to read one of his books.
It was much more realistic than the usual books I read. It was a comedy, but there were some parts that rang very true. Things like effeminiphobia, internalized homophobia, homophobia from family members, immersion in gay culture and the different sorts of gay culture, bar culture, etc.
Later than that: Mom and I watched an episode of "Call the Midwife." After that, I watched the better part of Van Jones' program "The Messy Truth." It was interesting. I started reading Wolf Landing.