What kind of idiot tries to deal with Friday afternoon traffic on NE 65th, even on a bus?
somewhere over 5 hours of sleep.
One late-morning phone call and a shower and off to Mom's to help her put tiny things I can't really see on her small tree. I love the lights and beads. I just don't care about the angel on a sled. I am glad we both agree we want to try something different next year. We snacked on whole grain raspberry fig bars and I showed her photos of my cousins' lovely diverse families. Now about getting the whole fam together again sometime over the holidays.
I am tired of COVID. Sister and Brother in Law both have it. Nephew's concept of quarantining is, um...

It's December.
Somehow I don't think
there are still supposed to be
this many leaves still about.
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