Postcard from the Edge
As all good postcards do, this one arrives after the vacation is over:
As all good postcards do, this one arrives after the vacation is over:
The little hellion made it through the night just fine. In fact, the goddamnedkitten didn’t even vomit once. Not only that, but just before I went to bed I found her up on the kitchen counters again, scouting about where the cookies had been cooling, looking for another tidbit. Sympathy and guilt gave way to…
8:29 – The Auditor should be here at any time now. There is nothing further I can do to prepare. All that’s left now is to ride the wave in. 8:55 – Half an hour late, but here at last. 11:54 – It could be worse. 12:14 – The end is tantalizingly close. The Mouth…
Anybody interested in a little irony? Remember back a little over two weeks ago when I took over both parking spots by my house because the next-door-neighbors kept taking both spots? Well, the day I did that the neighbors apparently left on some protracted trip. They havenât been back since. By the time they return…
I am sweet, like Sugar. I am all sweetness and light; fluffy bunnies and dancing fairies; happiness and joy. Too much of me will make you sick. What Flavour Are You? Well, at least if I weren’t sugar I’d be chocolate: I am Chocolate Flavoured. I am sweet and a little bit naughty. I am…
Shay – there really isn’t all that much to be done at this point. I do need to deal with making dinner this evening, but that’s one of those things that I’ll think about later. As for keeping the cats separated – no possible with the spare bedroom in use. I have to babysit The…
Have I mentioned recently how much I love my regular doctor? In the course of my life I’ve had good doctors and bad, technically excellent doctors who have no ability to talk in terms the patient understands, and doctors who simply don’t talk at all. And then there’s my GP. I had a 10:00 a.m….
Welcome back!
You are well. You are, presumably, happy. I am pleased. 🙂
It is good to hear from you.
I like the postcard. 🙂
Honey
OMG! Brice sent me the exact same postcard when he was in San Francisco two weeks ago. It is hanging on our fridge as I speak.
Glad you are home safe, I’ve missed you.
OMG!!! I was one hour north of San Francisco in Bodega Bay on that very day! We could have met, darn it!
<sigh>
~Cali
What did you find in the pools? Was the air sweet?
Welcome back Mlle. I’ll take the orange house. I always wants a house on a hill.
Come back to dd…I’m suffering withdrawals. I miss your witty outlook on life.
~QE
how cool!