CALIFORNIA DREAMING...
Well, I guess it became reality.The short form is that visiting with the Goat's family was an unalloyed pleasure, and having Thanksgiving with people who knew him thirty years ago, none of whom I knew from Adam, was an alloyed pleasure. Nothing terrible, just not unalloyed pleasure. Also, we were sleeping in an unheated shack for two nights...
Well, here's to family and "family"...
and central heating...
More later.
But don't hold your breath.
So glad your pleasures are unalloyed! I rejoice with you, sweetheart. Shalom & Cheers, all the way.
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ReplyDeletehow nice to hear from you!
If you read carefully, only SOME of the pleasures were unalloyed.
But I guess they were the important ones...
T@C