Happy New Year
Indio, California: I am back in
Indio and My Driver is still in Portland. Maybe we will meet up again later this
I hated leaving my grandchildren, but germs are running amok at their house, so
I skated-out early and returned to Indio before the Super Bowl. Not too exciting
of a game for me (though I did glance-up occasionally from my needlepointing).
Hey, Cam Newton,
you know how it feels (extra bonus funny rapping video).
Before I left Los Angeles, Leo cleared the house of all ghosts using his sword
He ain't afraida no ghosts
This protective shield was purchased this fall in Portland
at the Children's Museum. Not sure how it made it through TSA screening, but
it has saved the family from countless attacks since.
You would think with Dave away I would be enjoying my time alone
to the max. I. Am. Not. My Driver left me with a list of tasks concerning our
income tax return. Ugh. Not fun.
Though Dave and I celebrated last week and I celebrated over the weekend with
the kids, tonight is officially Lunar New Year. I (what a loser) celebrated
alone with a sad little plate of potstickers. It is difficult to celebrate, after the
earthquake in Taiwan this weekend.
Honestly? The Year of the Monkey must be greeted with
trepidation. Let the little tricksters
enter, but do not offer them a seat at your table unless you have a plastic
That said, Happy New Year.
Until my next update, I remain, your primate correspondent.
RV PARK: The
Motorcoach Country Club
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