We went to San Diego for a vacation. We have family and good friends there along with beaches and so many things we love. It was a wonderful trip. Everything went smashingly. We were lazy and slept and read and relaxed and drank gin and beer and ate wonderful food. I’m almost afraid to talk about it in case it changes the past. Or something.

And then we came home to Virginia and it was good to be in my own bed and watch the fireflies dancing. My mother-in-law put catnip in Bas’ bed and he is now mostly crazy and very, very happy. We had great baked potatoes, good white fish and not great green beans for dinner. Joe has a bowl of Nibs sitting on the couch between us.

I can’t complain.

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