Back in Boston. I have only milk and Hawaiian kona coffee in the kitchen, which should get me through tomorrow morning. I’ll be back at my desk in my International Admissions cubicle at 9AM, yoga at 4. Things are back to the way they should be.
Mary, Tim, Amanda and I ate some sushi that we had delivered from a block away and watched my family’s home videos on DVD (one of my Christmas presents). In one particularly gripping scene, four year old Rose hit baby PJ with a stick. I feel like that speaks volumes on both of us.
Cristina has arrived and, while I am excited to have new estrogen sharing our space, I can’t help but miss my poo.
I could see where that could be misunderstood, but I meant Gabi.
haha!
ReplyDeleteWhen I read this, "Things are back to the way they should be." I was going to post
MINUS ME!
But I see have been included :)
Let's skype soon so I get the dirt!
I have updates for you too, about a neighbor across the street!
yeah...poo is a very generic term in this world.
ReplyDeleteglad things are floating along well in boston, miss it and u!
shall chat with u soon