well, you know, it's time to pack up and head back to New York. I'm not even going for a morning swim, my suit will get soaked again, and the pool cover is on. So here I sit on the comfy couch with Lily-the-Lab, having some coffee from their nice machine, knowing I am leaving in a few hours and still have to go pack up my stuff. To be fair, packing to go home is much easier, all the stuff is there, just put it in the suitcases.
Yesterday we went out and about.
Just a pic from the car as we drove to a huge used bookstore over near Glendale. The terrain here is so desolate, yet lovely.I still get a kick out of the Batmobile, their Tesla. Look at that blue sky, too!
We went to In-and-Out first, if you've ever had a double double, you'll know what I mean about YUM. Then to the bookstore, I just wanted to buy all the childrens' books! But, we'd have to get another suitcase.
Home, and straight into the pool, ahhh. I did not get sick of the pool. We decided not to make the chicken pot pie, which was what was on the menu, it was too nice to get out and go in and cook. So we went out to dinner. I mean, what's better than getting out of the pool, getting into a nice dress, and going to a nice restaurant? It had semi outdoor seating, and the weather was perfect for it. I had a chicken dish with peppers and sausage, oh it was good.
I missed Aaron this morning, he left for work. He told Riley to tell me I'll just have to come back and visit again. I will. It is so hard to say goodbye.
We have had a good time together of course, we caught up on some recent episodes of Jeopardy!, Jamie Ding has won 28 in a row now. We also watched some COPS!, which is astounding (the drug use and loss of teeth and denial, it's so sad!), and some of the domestic violence honestly makes me cry. A 17 year old boy returned home after running away, his new step-father was extremely strict with him, so he punched the step-dad. He went bye-bye in the back of the police car, his mama was hysterical....so sad. Jesus needs to come back.
If that family had taken a collective deep breath, thought carefully about their words, prayed for patience, respected each other...well, it would be a different world. In my eyes, that boy wanted love, steadiness, security, he wanted to know he was welcome home, and wanted. I'm not dissing tough love, but that seems like an excuse for being harsh on the parents' end sometimes. It has to be mixed with goodness.
Well, I have to pack up soon, regretfully. But as sad as I am to leave, I'm excited to get home. Miss Camille's new glasses are in, and she's wanting to go pick them up, so I already have plans for tomorrow. I don't like saying goodbye to these dogs, because they're getting older. They've slowed down since I was here last year, Lily has gotten much more gray. They used to be absolutely non-stop about wanting you to throw tennis balls, but not as much now. Banjo has had health issues and is on meds for it, it's definitely slowed her down. Pretzel, as I said before, is of indeterminate age, 12 at the youngest, maybe 16 or even older.
Home though, to see Sunny and the girls, and the grandkids. And ugh, the cool cloudy weather. They had snow at home while I was here!
You all have a good day, off I am to the dreaded trip across the country...











