I lived in LA for a year after college, Burrell, and there was a lot I liked about it. Never found a job and got offered a cheap place to live elsewhere so I moved away, but I wouldn't mind going back. It'd be farther from my sister and parents, but closer to my brother and nephew, so, tradeoffs. The big question would be what to do with my house.
To put the cart so far before the horse that a casual observer would not assume any connection between the two.
-t, but we're here.
Today I sat in 7 IEPs pretty much back to back, as well as ran most of a girl scout meeting and then went to summer camp orientation. They will take Grace! Which means she'll get to go to summer camp for the first time!
The big question would be what to do with my house.
Buffista vacation home, of course...
That sounds like a LOT of meetings. Hooray camp!
Eta: I like that option, le nubian!
I was pulling the coffee out of the cupboard to prep for tomorrow morning and accidentally knocked a glass jar of pine nuts onto my big toe.
Ow. Did they at least refrain from spilling all over, shrift? Or was it insult to injury?
Yay Grace at camp!
Did they at least refrain from spilling all over, shrift?
The lid stayed on! I just hopped around the kitchen for a while hissing curses.
and accidentally knocked a glass jar of pine nuts onto my big toe.
Another pesto related injury! When will they learn!
Not that we see as much of each other as we'd often like. Busy, we are. But truly, lovely Buffistas in LA, and we'd love to add you to our number.