I’m STILL trying to finish up the EMPOWERING series about my recent camping trip and what it’s like to go on a road trip with an adult son and daughter-in-law (funny), but got news late last night that my erstwhile tugboat man MIGHT be flying home TOMORROW — what’s up with not giving any warning??? — and that changes everything in my world.
I don’t have flight information yet, but all signals point to a positive outcome.
Sheesh, he better not get called back again while we’re driving home from the airport. THAT wasn’t any fun at all. I know that’s the life of a merchant mariner, but it still sucks.
He says he misses me, and I’m sure he DOES, but there’s a HUGE south swell coming this weekend from Hurricane Blanca– we all know what he really misses is SURF.
Now that we’re down to watering only two days a week and no rain, the grass is already brown and all the other plants look stressed and thirsty.
SoCal gardens might not be as lush as those of yours who have enough rain, but there’s a bit of color to be found if you search for it.
Lily of the Nile