#64 - "Then, a week later..."

Wow - what a difference a week makes!  168 little hours...

Well, on Pi Day, he decided to go east, young man.  It's going to be a great opportunity, and it'll be the same time to get there by plane as it was by car, to visit him in LaLa land. I am excited for him about the next phase and hope to have many visits to Beantown.

Spent such a great playdate with my 818 sisters.  And the field trip to Jingletown in Oaktown was amazing.  When I see beautiful mosaics, it makes me want to do nothing but THAT.  Would that I could and not be working for the man (or the machines) anymore.

It's a stunningly beautiful day, and I'm thrilled to know that I will have access to a second garden, since my friend and I won the "plottery" at the employee raised bed gardens at the office.

Spring is springing, and as it's my usual season and my natal return, it energizes me. What will tomorrow bring?  And when will we finally spelunk and purge the Vault?  The original Vault goddesses' birthday approaches as well.  I think of her often, almost daily, still 11 years gone.

Going to audition tomorrow anyway, just for the "halibut" as my lovely spousal unit would so eloquently definite it.  He does espouse the pun in all forms.

Off to pull weeds.  Must keep that in mind;  cleaning the yard cleans my mind and self as well.