Highs and Lows

Hello, Amanda.

Alas, I am home....We had a wonderful time, of course, and watching the weather worked in our favor. We had a gorgeous day yesterday to walk around Faneuil Hall and Haymarket, and today is rainy and cold. That is, tonight will be a perfect night for getting under a blanket and missing W. This was one of those visits when I cried when we said goodbye...

Tomorrow I'll spend Easter with my family, after a leisurely morning to myself. I plan on my indulgent breakfast with mimosas and my Sunday call with D, then I'll make my wilted spinach salad with the warm bacon vinaigrette to take to my mom's. And if it sinks in, as it should, that I leave for San Diego in a week, I should attempt some laundry and pre-packing between now and then...looking for those Capris and tees that haven't seen the light of day in months and months.

I really am looking forward to my trip (although I must say that the see you after I get back from California; I'll miss you while I'm there was part of the tears). It has been great talking to J as often as we have been but it'll be even better to sit and talk in person with her...just as it will be when I make my way to the PNW to see you. Technology is great--cells and text messaging and emails and blogs--but there's still something about the real thing, flesh and blood, that connects in a way technology can't.

If I don't write tomorrow--Happy Easter to you. (What will you be doing?...How's everything with TIM?....)

Love you!
Barb