There was something this week that I was enjoying–food, I don’t doubt–so much that I was thinking, “I ought to blog about this.” I forgot what it was. Now you get this. A blog about something I forgot. Which made me think about how much more efficient I am at remembering to do lists, things that annoy me and people I dislike, than I am at focusing on the good in life and others, however fleeting it is or hard to uncover.

Anyway, we’re going to San Diego today, which is wicked fun, except for having to miss dance. The lobby of the hotel will probably have a nice slippery floor, so maybe we can have a dance party there. And they won’t mind, because the customer is always right, and this customer wants to dance.

If you’ve never watched a Laker game with Robert, you haven’t lived. Or sworn.

We are growing tomatoes and they are coming along just smashingly. Sometimes literally, cuz a few get mushy and they’re fun to smash.

In a deductive vein, babies, particularly super-cute nephews, can tell me where their and my noses are, and where their ears and belly buttons are, but when you try to feed them ‘Chicken and Vegetables Dinner,’ they throw it around like they don’t know where their mouth is, and I secretly suspect they do know.

I am planning to eat a donut in the next 48 hours, specifically a glazed old fashioned.

I am not at work today. Booyah.

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