Black cats are her thing. Remember Efanor.

OSG has already struck.
I have several things in mind.

Our favorite pub has ‘free steak dinner on your birthday,’ and she is set on that.

We have been in Seattle the last week, visiting her brothers. Now we are back and settled in, once we diminish the pile of suitcases. I agreed, since we are on a strict diet, to bring the gear and cook for the crew during her stay (she and her brothers were going over and assigning names in 6 hours of family movies, for archive purposes) and I had a suitcase full of pans and knives, and did extensive grocery shopping in a strange store—you know what that’s like. But I got us out without blowing the diet. And the bachelor brothers (who don’t cook, nor even possess a pan, let alone proper pans, ramekins, or even useful knives) were appreciative of homecooked meals.

So we are back now! And that job is mostly done!