To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance. Oh, SHUT UP.
My mother has come to visit, while Mike has flown thousands of miles away. This has been great. Gavin knocked the papasan over onto himself, we went shopping at World Market, and I introduced my mom to Trader Joes. This week we have eaten Bakersfield's favorite chewy thingies, I got pepper spray up my nose, called a kung fu master, not called a clown, learned to make a "squirrel pole", watched Gavin learn to play volleyball, dug the volleyball out of a homemade grave he left it in, sat beside the pool in a bikini, washed the car while my mom and Gavin told me what to do, accidentally murdered the last Hawaiian car cockroach with soap suds, and bought a floofy dress with pink flowers on it.
Keeping busy.
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