Back home from a quick trip to Santa Monica to visit my 90 year old father.
Got only minor glimpses of fireworks but the airports were empty for the Fri morning and Sat evening flights. Nice. I brought down a lot of fruit and saw that apricots were selling for $3 a pound at the farmers market today. Good move!
OK I'll say it again. I don't like flying by myself. I don't like coming home to an empty quiet house. I now get what Adam said a month or so ago: it is weird not having Linda to call to say "I've landed" or "I'm at the airport." It all just sucks.
And that's about all I have to say tonight.
oh, and there are ants in the kitchen.
