vacationland

Well, life is good in vacationland.  Today we saw Swami and some friends.  Tomorrow we'll see Ming's mom and another friend.

We bought some delicious Iraqi bread.  I ate a super nutburger.  Etc.

So much fun it's disorienting.  Also I'm getting the feeling that I'm having my cake and eating it too.  Like--we moved away.  Do I really deserve to see all these people again?

But Ming's kids are here, so we gotta come back.

Flags halfmast--another shooting.  I don't talk about current events on my blog.  But it seems like a lot of shootings.

Well, I gotta go to bed.  A happy thought before bed?  If your animals cookies sit in a hot car and melt into a block, you can pry cookies off with your pink frostinged fingers.