; ) situation report

Well, I feel like I haven't much to report, but that's not strictly true. Two weeks ago we drove to Puerto Nuevo in Baja California with Alf's parents and brother and brother's gf J. to eat cheap lobster, and the next weekend visited Santa Barbara wine country for his dad's birthday. His mom enjoyed the first winery.

Maybe I'll also post tales of the family drama. In the end, what is family drama for, if not to provide entertainment to others outside the family, who can only point and laugh? ;D And here is A's dad, brother & brother's gf: another winery, another mirror picture. And a bowl-shaped fountain I liked.

Here are some other random photos I wanted to show you. That first is one of me is what I usually look like and where I am to be found, mostly, these days: at the desk. Sometimes I look less scruffy...man, look at that pasty face! I really need to go play outside in the fresh air. If I find any fresh air in Los Angeles, though, it will merit a post all its own.

Ok, I have not succeeded in obtaining any worthwhile photos of me and Alf hiking, as you requested, but I did get a good pic of him the other day when we were playing around at a craft store (I wanted a big orange fake flower to put in the tiny blue-and-white china bud vase that is velcro-d to the dashboard of my car which currently contains Royal Essence Egyptian essential oil which you can't smell, but I did not end up finding a flower I liked. Instead, Alf found a monkey hat. Aw, isn't he cute?

And last I have a photo [oops, editing and accidentally deleted the cat pic...still getting the hang of eblog editing...I'll have to find it and repost] of one of the many millions of cats who now live at my (future) mother-in-law's house. There are countless generations of cats in my (future) parents-in-law's yard and indeed the whole cul-de-sac now, all descendants of one first small grey cat and, apparently, all fathered by the same big orange tiger-striped cat belonging to another neighbor, because only four out of all those millions of cats were grey; all the rest have been orange. One of the grey cats had six toes on each foot (somebody adopted him). Alf's dad looked it up online and announced that this is what's known as a Hemingway Cat. Unfortunately, I don't have a photo of that cute kitten. But I do have this picture of what to do with an empty CPU box (there are six tiny kittens you can't see behind the mama).

Okay Joy, much love to you, too. Please have a beautiful weekend, yourself......I promise to post again, with some better stories and some pictures of wine country, and not wait so long this time!!! I can't wait to see more pictures of Py and your morning runs! and whatever else you're up to......
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Sarah