My kids just left for a 3 week long vacation in Tampa, Florida where, as my son said, all the geriatrics live. Someone pointed out that grandparents have granddaughters and hopefully there will be some girls his age there.
In other news, a job I was hoping for didn’t come to fruition. It’s a setback but not insurmountable. Joe and I are still planning on moving to the LA area, closer to where the kids live. I’m looking at new job options and ironically, he’s already got offers on the table when he wasn’t really looking yet. That’s my Joe.
Joe’s family is in town and we had a really wonderful day at the beach with both sides of the family. I enjoy meeting the people that are important to him. We are both lucky to come from loving, caring families.
Today’s first: I got pooped on by a bird flying overhead. It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. However, it didn’t go in my mouth. That, my friend, would have been much, much worse.