I got home Monday night (Tuesday morning) at 1am (which, because of the time change, is really what my body believes is 2am) at which point I remarked “We have cats?” and Gary said “Come look at the new big screen TV!” And then I fell asleep.
I woke up amazed how comfortable my bed was and confused at where the spatulas were kept (and it turns out they’ve been where they’ve always been). California is confusing. I miss Utah. And I think mozzarella cheese is less expensive in Utah. I’m just saying.
Wednesday: It rained last night. I had lunch with my dad and his mom today. I bought more wrapping paper and ribbon. I’ve been wrapping gifts and tonight I’m making pizza from scratch for my dear family.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Do you know that that means?
Christmas is coming!
