Category Archives: Musing
In the best of all possible worlds, I’d always be traveling or planning to travel or just coming home from traveling.
Today has been one of those days. You know the ones.
A long weekend. A car. And the open road. You know what I’m talking about.
Here I am, wide awake, 2:30 in the morning, dream still vivid but sleep a memory.
I spent part of this weekend catching up on my Glee.
Where did the morning go?
Walls and I were at the Farmer’s Market the other day, hanging out in the candy section after lunch at Loteria, when we spied these.
Yesterday was Twelfth Night and so, for that reason and because it was Work At Home Wednesday (which I’m considering changing to Friday), I made a Galette des Rois. And, as you can see, it exploded in the oven.
As I mentioned yesterday, last year, on New Year’s Eve, I wrote a future letter to myself.