writing is hard…

…so we went shopping. We went charging out of the house relatively early today to go to the DMV and renew licenses and IDs (both of us ended up with quite nice pictures, I thought) and then in a fit of behavior not really that much like us, went shopping all over the place with Ted’s mom. We ended up with new shoes and a long, interesting lecture by the store owner/salesman talking about proper arch support and new insoles and things, and I shall be interested to see if…

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things I miss

Ted and I went to a greasy-spoon diner in Saratoga Springs and had greasy-spoon American diner food. I had fried eggs and corned beef hash from a can. ZOMG. So. Yummy! See, it’s things like that that I can’t define missing until I have the opportunity to have them again. I mean, I knew I missed diner food, because you just can’t get it the way it’s done here, over there, and I’ve wanted some, but the corned beef hash from a can, I didn’t think of that *specifically* until…

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or not… :)

When I said I was going to go write, I decided to first go lie down for a 10 minute nap. The 10 minute nap lasted an hour. When I staggered upright again, Ted announced that wisdom was the better part of valor and that I should read a book and go to bed instead of writing and going to the dead dog party. I think Ted is a very wise and clever man, and will be going to bed as soon as it no longer seems embarrassingly early to…

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dead dog

Today was dead dog day: everybody was dragging around saying goodbyes (sometimes several times in succession to the same people), but it was still fun. Had the air of a family reunion coming to a close. Spidey and Lei Ann came up from Boston and we had lunch and hung out for a few hours, which was *terrific*, as we hadn’t seen each other since Ted and I lived in California. Man, we need to come visit Boston sometime soon. I have talked way too much for somebody with laryngitis.…

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