Ten.Two Thousand, Five Hundred & Forty-Seven
Must get up.
I forget that I’m still in my towel when I go downstairs to wake the girls.
I love these cool mornings with the fog and decaf in an open mug.
This is the longest set I’ve ever heard of: more than an hour long, a score of 39-37.
It’s not that they can’t. They’re just worried that they won’t.
The breeze blows and the sun is out and I say out loud, “I love living in California.”
Straight outta St. Helena.
How did it take five years to go to my first lobster boil?
“Sometimes you gotta let these kids hit they head.”
Going to be so tired tomorrow during yoga.
