I didn't get the bunny. I punked out. I realized every sleep over would need to be negotiated around this little creature. I'd feel horrible leaving her here alone while I frolicked in the big city.
I can wrap all of the words around it that I want but yeah. I punked out.
Turns out the easy route is pretty scenic, after all.
I love highway thirteen any time of year except for when it is pitch black and rainy. Saturday afternoon it was gray but still adventurous and warm feeling. My mother used to take that route from Berkeley to where we stayed in East Oakland when I was younger. It feels like nothing can get you back there.
All I ever want to see is trees. I love the access I've been getting. I am holding my breath.
Lucky Penny is hit or miss, food-wise. But the lottery tickets are 2 for 2, so far.
And while I did not get a rabbit I did get a dress form. Yeah, I know. It's the best, it's changed my life. I've been sewing since I got up this morning. Everything is a million times easier already.
Earlier today I had delicious brunch with Lydia. She is going on safari and I've given her a kit to wear that Nadege gave me before she left for Amsterdam.
Sigh. They grow up so fast!
If I can't live in the trees I think I'll live in the sky, if that's okay with you.
Adieu.
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