I presented online to the Oklahoma State University Writing Project conference then immediately jumped in my car to take off. They were running 30-minutes late, so I was too. Didn't get to Syracuse until after 6 p.m. and had mom's scalloped potatoes, ham, and beans (which I thought was pasta at first and was like, ma...these are undercooked).
I believe the temperatures are going up today, so it will be good to hike around the ol' neighborhood. I washed Karal's bed that I brought (skunk remnants), but in truth I think I ruined the bed...stuffing lumps. Well, I tried.
It is funny to look over to my right and to always see Karal staring at me as I drive. I'm not sure if she thinks I'm going to disappear and that is why she holds this glaring position, but I am used to it. It's sort of cute the way she stares.
And she knows where we're going. As soon as we get off the exit she starts to cry...a longing, desperate cry to share her happiness we've returned to Amalfi Drive.
We here. Now what? That's for the week to decide.
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