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2025 in review

It was a year of highs and lows, but never have I been so ready for a year to be over.

(I’m not even going to touch politics or the state of our country but if you know me at all, you know which of the two that falls under.)

January

The year started by waking up on New Year’s Day to hear about a horrific attack just across the river in the French Quarter. Lovely.

A few days later, my friends took me to brunch to celebrate my 50th birthday a few days earlier. And the best part was Kiki came in and surprised me! I burst into tears when I saw her at the table. (In a good way.) It was such a fun day, even though I don’t remember the end of it.

And then, the day before my birthday, the fires in Altadena destroyed my brother’s house. He and my sister-in-law and niece lost everything. I spent my actual birthday mostly crying. We did have a yummy dinner at an Indian restaurant at least. I got to get as many books as I could carry from Barnes & Noble. Well, my back hurt that day so I couldn’t carry as many as usual. Boo.

My sister and I set up a GoFundMe for our brother and his family, and that at least restored a tiny bit of faith in humanity.

We took family pictures.

And then, on January 21, the most magical thing happened, something that brought everyone* in New Orleans immeasurable joy. It snowed. A lot.

* I mean, sure, probably there were some people who didn’t like it, but I don’t know who they are. Grinches, I suppose.

February

The boys were extras in a movie (that will be released in a few months.) I made a quilt for my brother and SIL. I got a new desk and new ink.

March

Mardi Gras. It was fine. I dressed as Sally O’Malley and kicked and stretched my way through the French Quarter. Went to Kiki’s for her 50th. George got mugged outside our house (no pics of that.)

April

I went on a cruise with a lovely friend and had a wonderful, relaxing time. Until George called me to tell me his father had passed away that morning. I’m grateful we had visited him a few days before. Meanwhile, I missed my uncle’s funeral which also happened while I was on the cruise.

I went to the orthopedist because my shoulder was still hurting, and he informed me I’d need surgery and gave me orders for an MRI. But first I’d need to do 6 weeks of physical therapy. Fun.

Ren turned 50 and there was a clown party! I got another tattoo.

May

The boys finished their junior year. One year left of high school?! I’m not ready for this. Start physical therapy. I don’t have many pictures from this month. Ziggy was cute. I made George a shirt. We ate Indian for Mother’s Day. I convinced Miles to donate blood.

June

Made another quilt. We went to Virginia for Emily’s graduation, and visited some colleges while we were there. Noticed a weird thing on my arm. Got it checked out.

July

Kiki and I meet up in London after my work thing. (At least I documented that already.)

Finally get MRI. Made another quilt, for a friend’s baby. Volunteered at the SPCA and played with kittens. Got weird thing removed from arm (fortuitously, was hidden within new tattoo.) Participated in first speed-puzzling competition. Realized I’m not as good at puzzling as I thought. Boys took senior pictures.

August

Take the boys to University of Alabama for a visit. I go to Portland for work. Doctor says I will need surgery on my shoulder. We schedule it. I buy lots of things. Katrina was 20 years ago.

September

Went to Virginia for a Pulp concert. Found out a favorite coworker died. (Enough with the deaths already!) A week before my surgery, I get bloodwork done and it comes back all weird. Platelets super low, weird! Other weird things! Surgery is pushed back a week and goes ahead when platelets return to normal. Mystery. I finish the month in excruciating pain (post-surgery). Shoulders hurt, yo! Kiki visits to help me recover. I spend a lot of time in my new power recliner.

PS I didn’t really get a robot arm. Don’t tell my mom.

October

Spend the month recovering, not working. Evan came for work so hung out with him. Couldn’t pull my own hair back. Couldn’t drive for most of the month. That sucked. Visited LSU.

November

Went back to work. Visited Tulane. College application crunch time! Soccer season started. The boys got their first suits, wore them to Homecoming. George and I celebrated 20 years of marriage! God, we’re old. I got an emerald ring and we had lunch at the place we went for our first date.

December

The boys turned 18. Went to LSU for another visit. I went to Edmonton for work. So much snow! College acceptances (and not) start rolling in. I saw one of my favorite movies on the big screen. Christmas was lovely.

2026, you can be chill. We don’t need the ups and downs of 2025, thanks. A less exciting year would be juuuuust fine.

(I realize I wrote real sentences for January but gave up after that. Seems appropriate.)

Junior year, over and out

Last day
First day

Just like that, junior year is over. They’ve gotten taller, their hair has gotten messier.

It was an eventful year for our family, and since I have neglected to post much, I’ll just go over it all now.

I was on sabbatical August through October, which was fun. I traveled a bunch. To Canada, Florida, Virginia, and Chicago. My friend had a baby. My mom and Larry moved to The Villages. I redid the upstairs bathroom. The boys turned 17 while I was in Turkey for work. Oliver got his driver’s license. We went to Florida for Christmas. In January my brother’s house burned down in the wildfires. I turned 50. Kiki came to visit. We took family pictures. It snowed here. A lot. The boys did some extras work on a movie. I went to Virginia for Kiki’s 50th. George got mugged. I went on a cruise. George’s dad died. I got some new tattoos. I learned I’m probably going to need shoulder surgery.

So while a lot of good things happened, a lot of terrible things happened as well. I am hopeful for the next year, even if the world is a dumpster fire. We are going to Virginia next week for Emily’s high school graduation and we’re going to visit some colleges. I am going to England for work in July and Kiki is meeting me there. It’ll be our first time there together in almost 25 years. Maybe Linus will get his driver’s license (no rush!) In September we’re seeing Pulp again. In October I’m going back to Singapore for work. Somewhere in there I’m likely going to have that shoulder surgery. The boys will apply to colleges. They’ll decide where to go.

And then the house will be empty. Okay, I’m done thinking about the next year!

Five years on a bike

I have so many more pressing things to blog about (my 50th birthday, travels, family stuff) but hey, if I’m feeling inspired I should just go with it.

I was doing a ride on my Peloton this morning and realized I have had it for five years. I like milestones!

I’m pretty proud that I’ve kept with it for that long. Before I got one, I never wanted one. I never understood why anyone did. I had taken one spin class and NEVER AGAIN.

But then the pandemic hit, and I had to quit going to Orangetheory and so I figured, may as well. I ordered it right at the start of quarantine so I was able to get it pretty quickly, and my first ride was on April 13, 2020.

Since then, I’ve completed 3,397 workouts. Well, that sounds more impressive before I tell you that about 750 of those are sleep meditations. But over 2,300 are on the bike.

It will surprise no one that my favorite thing is doing live rides for my milestones and getting shout outs from the instructors. Here’s a memorable one from one of my very favorite instructors, Christine:

I’ve done live classes in New York and London, and just recently did some classes on the water (I was pathetically excited to see a row of Pelotons on the cruise ship last week.)

Fun stats:

  • 2320 rides
  • approx 42,000 minutes
  • 700 hours
  • 11.6 days, which is 2.3 days per year
  • wait this is sounding less impressive the more I go on so anyway

Anyway, it’s been great. Leg muscles are good. I drank the kool-aid.

Pics from studio rides:

Snow!

We had a truly magical day on Tuesday when we got about a foot of snow! It was insane, it was wonderful, it was the break from reality we all needed.

Wednesday was beautiful and sunny and cold, and the snow didn’t melt.

It’s still on the ground as of Thursday afternoon and it’s still fun to stomp in.

Taking a class (or two) at Peloton Studio NYC

We just got back from our family vacation to New York, and while we were there, I took two Peloton classes live in the studio. I feel like information is kind of hard to find (or maybe I didn’t look that hard) about what it’s like to do classes live, so I am going to document everything I remember.

Booking a class

First, booking is like getting tickets to a Taylor Swift concert, only much cheaper ($25 $35 instead of $2500.) Okay, maybe not that hard. But you have to be fast and decisive, because classes book up within seconds of the slots opening.

Six weeks before our trip, on a Thursday at 11am Central time, I logged on to the site and was lucky enough to get into two classes. Well, that makes it sound easy. Here are some tips:

  • Six weeks out is hard to figure out, because it’s a Thursday, and six weeks out from what? The week you’re going? I dunno. Calendar math is not my strong suit. So about two months before, I started looking at the booking page for the studio and was able to figure out the exact Thursday I would need to book my class.
  • Before classes go live, make sure you have your payment method READY TO GO. I can’t remember if you can save your payment method ahead of time, I don’t think so. So have the number copied so you can paste it right in, and memorize that expiration date and three digit code.
  • Also, there is a waiver you’ll need to sign. Do this ahead of time as well! I think I did this by finding a waitlisted class, and starting the signup process so the form would pop up. If you wait until you select a class, it may be full by the time you have the waiver done.
  • You won’t know what kind of class it is until two weeks out, so just look for times that work and instructors you like.
  • GO FAST

Okay. So that’s booking. NO STRESS, NO STRESS.

But seriously this was my heartrate at the time. Check out that spike at 11am!

Okay, so now you’re all booked. The day of your class has arrived.

Getting to the studio

Do not go here!

I went to the studio the day before my class so that I could get a shirt to wear, and also to familiarize myself with the location. I’m glad I did this. Also, don’t do what we did and see a building with PELOTON on it and assume that’s it, because that might be the corporate headquarters. Just go to 10th Avenue, it’s right next to the Whole Foods. Trust me on this.

Got my overpriced tank top, yay!

The day of my first class

My first class was on Sunday morning at 10am. The studio was about a 20 minute walk from our hotel, so I left around 8:30 to get there an hour ahead of time. (They recommend 45-60 minutes before. 30 minutes before is the cutoff.)

When you walk in, you go to the desk where a nice person will check you in. They’ll ask if it’s your first time there, or if you’re celebrating any milestones. Then you’ll get a card with a color and a sticker if you are indeed celebrating a milestone. The card will indicate which group you will enter the studio with.

You will get in a higher group if it is your first time or if you are celebrating a milestone. Both applied to me, so I got a red card, which that day meant I’d go in with the first group. I wish I’d known this ahead of time, because I’d have made it so I hit my milestone for my second class and therefore gotten in a better group for that one. But more on that later.

You’ll also get a wristband which I think they said is for pictures after. I don’t remember. Just put it on.

I put my stuff in a locker, then stood around awkwardly until a nice lady talked to me. She’d been there a bunch so answered all my questions, including where the bathrooms were (upstairs.) 45 minutes before the class start, they started distributing shoes if you needed them.

I talked to the nice lady for the next 20 minutes or so. Meanwhile, they were setting up the lines by color. It just so turned out that I was standing at the front of the red line. They opened the doors 25 minutes (I think?) before class started. They let someone with a silver card in first, and then I was the second person into the studio. I picked a bike right at the front, to the left of the instructor, second from the mirror.

I got all set up, logged in, and then ten minutes before class started, Jenn (the instructor) came in! She chatted with us while she got set up, and then three minutes before the class time, they turn on the cameras so the outside world can join the class. Then one minute before, the class begins (well, the official intro to the class.) I learned that there’s a 50 second delay from the home feed, which makes sense, in case someone barfs or whatever.

And then the 45 minutes went by, and while I felt like I might die, I did not! It was a super hard class. Plus my legs were dead from walking around the city in the heat for the past few days. But I survived.

look there’s me

One thing I will say, if you don’t need your glasses, don’t wear them. I wish I hadn’t. I always wear them, but I guess I got hotter than usual. I only need them for reading, and I was able to see the screen well enough. It’s smaller than the home screen and only has a little info so not much to see.

Oh, and I liked being on the side I was on because I could see what was on the screen next to Jenn, which was basically the music and so I could see how much longer was in each song, because there was a timer on the screen.

After class, WHICH WAS VERY HARD, there was a line to get your picture with Jenn. I was nervous. I didn’t say much. She said I was tall. She stood on her tippy toes.

After that, I showered there and then went to meet the fam back at the hotel. I also washed my clothes in the sink because I only had one set of exercise clothes. (Do not recommend.)

Oh, also, there was a Peloton celeb in the class. This guy, who was doing his 5000th class. I got a selfie with him while I waited in line for my picture. He was the “silver” member who got into the studio before I did.

Sunday’s class with Christine was at the same time, but I woke up earlier, so I left the hotel earlier and even after stopping for coffee and a snack, I got there over an hour before the start time. I sat in the lobby and read and chatted with a woman I’d sat next to in Jenn’s class. So that was nice.

This time, though, I got a white card. I didn’t know what that meant. I hoped it didn’t mean I’d be in the last group.

ALAS. It did. Now I know for the future, be a first timer for your first class, and for the second class, hit your milestone. (In case, you, perhaps, have booked two classes in London for your trip there next month.)

Being at the end of the line for the last group let in to the studio meant I was in a spot in the back corner of the room, which meant I was never on camera. Which is FINE, I got plenty of camera time the day before. And I got to sit next to my new friend, so that was fun.

Everything basically went the same, but Christine was so social and lovely! She went around to every person and shook their hand and said hello. She admired my tattoos. 🙂

This was a New Wave class, which meant the music was great! She played The Smiths, so I was happy. I loved that the song she walked around to before class was Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others.

Even though I thought this class was a lot easier, my output was a lot higher. I wonder if it’s because I was less nervous, or if it was my bike, or what. Anyway, after class, I got a picture. And I admired her lipstick, so she told me the brand and color. (KDV, Jupiter’s Eye.)

(This time, I did not wear my glasses to class.)

And so that was my experience taking classes at the Peloton New York studio. I enjoyed every bit of it and hope to do it again one day!

1Q 2024

Okay okay last year I did pretty good on the monthly recap posts. This year, not so much. But we just wrapped up Q1 so let’s see if I can handle quarterly posts instead.

This is all very out of order.

I made lasagna, we had king cake, we went and got pizza for my birthday (a bit early), then I got a tattoo and dinner with Jen on my actual birthday. Kiki gave me this beautiful pot. I love it.

A lot of driving happened. I don’t hate being chauffeured around.

Random things like, we went to the zoo, it got cold enough to freeze, Grandee and Larry came to watch soccer, we watched the boys’ and girls’ school teams in the state finals, we, uh, went to costco, the jasmine is blooming!, I hung a bunch of pictures, I made a quilt, I cut my hair off, our house turned 20 (well, with us in it.)

Kiki came to visit!!! We had dinner with Ren.

Mardi Gras happened! I covered a jacket in sequin patches.

My friend Erin was in town so we got to hang out and went to the insectarium/aquarium.

Ziggy was cute, as usual.

On to Q2!

December 2023

December! Gotta finish this so I can do my year-end recap, which in retrospect seems kind of silly after writing the monthly recaps but whatever.

The boys turned 16! They had friends over a couple of nights before, and we went to the bonfire, as usual. We had steaks for dinner on their actual birthday.

I got to see my friend Zandy for the first time since 2019!

Their big gift was Saints tickets, which we went to (and this time, they won, woo!)

Ziggy was cute, duh.

Soccer was played. They actually won a game! Twice!

Took them shopping individually. I only had to have sushi twice!

Christmas was nice. We did the usual Christmas Eve traditions (steak dinner, eggnog daiquiri for me, read TNBC, took the stocking pic. My sister and fam came to Baton Rouge for Christmas, so we went there on Christmas Day.

The next day, they came to New Orleans and we went to Christmas fest. I ice skated!

Later in the week, I went to Baton Rouge alone to help my mom and Larry after she had a procedure on her hand. I don’t want to talk about it.

Lots of driving happened.

Then it was New Year’s Eve and Miles and I watched the fireworks on the levee!

Other random things: my car broke down, pretty decorations, our friend’s birthday party, moms blog Christmas party, camellias bloomed, Oliver made an island, advent calendars, hooray! etc.

November recap

Oops, I forgot to do this. My bad.

November was kind of slow? I can’t even remember what happened.

Not necessarily in this order…

I had dinner with Kristie and her sister and Ren!

We went to Baton Rouge for the LSU game.

I got my hair did.

There was soccer.

The boys got their learner’s permits.

George and I had our 18th anniversary.

Thanksgiving happened.

I was driven around a lot.

Ziggy was cute.

And now it’s December! Where has 2023 gone?

April in review

Okay, seriously, April went by way too fast. What did we doooooo?

Easter! Mom and Larry came over. I made a delicious chocolate cake and other things. And we got a family pic.

I donated blood, and while I ended up with bruising on both arms (my veins aren’t as hearty as you would expect from me) I also got a cool t-shirt.

And then a few days later, I got another flower tattoo. This one was for Kiki. I told her she could pick, and she chose a hibiscus because it reminded her of her mom, as they had them growing at their house when she was growing up.

Artistry by Mecca at Hell or High Water here in New Orleans. I highly recommend her and her shop.

Less fun, the boys kicked a hole in the wall and I covered it with a sheet of whiteboard:

Lots of soccer, but it also ended this month. Yay! There were goals scored by my children, which was nice to see. We went to a tournament in Lafayette. They didn’t totally suck! I made friends with a five year old. It was delightful.

After a real shitshow of a game on the north shore, we had dinner with my cousin Rob and his wife. It was so great to see them! So great.

Ziggy was cute, yet again.

What else? The boys got obsessed with basketball, I made another bunny for a grieving little brother, I got new shoes, I sewed some things, George and I had tacos, I made breakfast pizza for dinner. I started a three month rotation with the tumblr support team, and I’m loving it.

And now it’s May and this month the boys will finish their freshman year, I’m going to Rotterdam, and birthdays will be celebrated. But I won’t have to watch any soccer games!

March recap

March was obviously kind of low-key, because I haven’t felt the need to post anything since the monthly picture.

Today they had their 15 year well visits, and I was excited to see how tall they were. I assumed Oliver and I were the same height, 5’10”.

I was right and wrong. We are the same height, but we are 5’9″.

This has shaken me to my core. I’m actually fine with getting older and shrinking. I am not okay with the idea that I was never 5’10”. So we’re going to go with shrinking. It’s fine.

And Miles and Linus are only half and a quarter inch behind Oliver, and they’re all within a pound in weight, which is wild. I don’t think they’ve ever been this similar since they were born! (I was going to look to see how long they were at birth, and apparently this is not documented anywhere. Not on this blog, not in my medical records, not in any emails. Nowhere. Huh.)

My sister to the rescue: Her nephews were 16.5, 17, and 17 inches long. Which means, yes, they are (relatively) closer in height and weight now than they were at birth. Wild.

And boy, is it true that they just stretch out like taffy at this age. In the past two years, Linus gained almost 9 inches in height but less than a pound in weight. Crazy.

So let’s see, what else happened in May?

Let’s see. Ziggy was cute. No change there.

Oliver and Linus got haircuts. Zzz.

I made a pretty skirt! Oh that’s nice. It’s the Upton skirt by Cashmerette, this floral embroidered mesh came from Joann’s, of all places. I used a pale pink satin for the underlayer. (Thank you Ren for the runway photo from the hotel hallway.)

The most exciting part of the month was going up to Natchitoches for my 30th high school reunion. (Yes, I graduated at the tender age of 7.)

It was so much fun. Really nice to reconnect with friends I haven’t seen in a while. Bittersweet, though, because this is when the boys would be getting their acceptance letters if they’d applied. I mean, obviously I’m glad they’re not leaving me, but it’s hard not to want the same experience I had, when it was so life-changingly wonderful. And the new dorms are very nice.

There was lots of soccer too. A tournament in Baton Rouge where Oliver got the only goal for their team all weekend. Then another game last weekend where Oliver got the only goal. This weekend is another tournament, but I guess you’ll have to wait for the next monthly update to hear about it!

I also made a stuffed bunny for a mom in the neighborhood who lost her baby daughter earlier this year. I felt honored that she trusted me with the task. It came out cute, I think. She was happy, which is the important thing.

The jasmine is blooming, which is the only good thing about spring. Well, and daylight savings time (ending? beginning? I can never remember.) but I need to get a new grill because the one we had fell apart.

I read a good book, I recommend it.

I got to have lunch with a work friend.

The boys ate a lot of saltines.

Stephanie chopped off her hair for St. Baldrick’s. Tragically, I forgot to wear my giant medal.

24 years after graduating from LSU with a friggin general studies degree, I paid off my student loans! Wheeee!

And yeah, that’s about it.

Oh, except starting on April 3, I will be on a new team at work for three months, working on Tumblr support. I’m very excited for the change of scenery!

February

Well, it’s the last day of February and I did vow to write a recap post every month, so here I am. February was mostly Mardi Gras, but some other stuff too.

George and I went to lunch for my birthday.

I started physical therapy for my back (that will continue through March.)

I made a puffy vest.

Mardi Gras happened.

I redid this shirt from sequins to fringe.

I made a big obnoxious hat and a tiny obnoxious hat.

We watched the varsity team lose the state final. 😦

Club soccer started up again.

March will be my 30th high school reunion (!) and more soccer.

Summer camp recap

We (the boys and I) got home yesterday from ten days in Virginia and I’d better write it all down before I forget. The beginning of our trip already feels like a lifetime ago (but like, a really fun lifetime.)

We arrived after an early flight at around lunchtime on Saturday the 9th. Kiki picked us up, and we headed to my sister’s house to drop the boys off for their first day of Camp Aunt Jenny. She made shirts. After lots of hugs and pictures, Kiki and I left to go have lunch at a Mexican-Indian restaurant. (Yum!)

Then we got to go back to give hugs and goodbyes again because I left my wallet at my sister’s. (Convenient!)

After shopping for a lot of booze and food, we headed to Kiki’s house and got ready for Camp Kiki. I made shirts. We had a very fancy Wagyu steak for dinner. It was sublime. Also Maxie is very cute.

We loaded up Kiki and Mike’s car Sunday morning and drove a couple of hours to an amazing airbnb in Charlottesville. On the way, we stopped at winery #1, Early Mountain. We drank wine and ate delicious food, including this couscous that I need to figure out how to recreate. It was incredible.

The airbnb was amazing – very clean, well stocked, and with a huge pool, hot tub, and a gorgeous view. Perfect place for Camp Kiki!

Day 2 in Charlottesville:

Kiki went for a walk, then hit a few wineries before spending the afternoon in the pool. Everything was delicious and the scenery everywhere was stunning. We made s’mores around the firepit later and saw lots of fireflies, which was exciting for me.

The next day, Kiki’s friend Jess arrived, yay! That day we hit up a winery and a brewery, had more delicious food, more pool time and then some rousing rounds of Shithead.

Wednesday was the day for lunch at Pippin Hill, which was just breathtakingly gorgeous. We also hit a cidery afterwards, where I got to see apple trees and a cute dog.

More pool time and more Shithead followed.

Sadly, Wednesday was our last night there. And of course that’s when I discovered a friend lives less than ten minutes away from where we were staying. Isn’t that always the way?

But I couldn’t be too sad because the next phase of Camp Kiki was a trip to New York City!

We got back to Woodbridge Thursday afternoon, did a shitload of laundry, and repacked for the trip to NYC.

Friday morning, we hopped on a train like the fun-loving globetrotters we are.

After a few hours we arrived at Penn Station, and then made our way to our hotel (not before having some lunch and wine.) The hotel was adorable. It’s called the Library Hotel and see if you can guess what the theme of it is.

After relaxing, we headed out to dinner at a wine bar, and then to a play. The play was the main reason we went to NYC. One of the stars is Noah Reid from Schitt’s Creek and maybe you don’t know this about me but I am a little obsessed with Schitt’s Creek. Surprise! I was supposed to go in May but because SOME CHILDREN I WON’T MENTION got covid, I had to cancel that trip. So I’m glad I got to see it finally. Even if it was…weird.

The wine bar we went to was fancy (like us) and we had some delicious wine and food before heading to the theater. Our seats were very good, and it was neat to see Patrick Noah Reid up close.

We were only there for one night, but we made the most of our morning before the train back to DC. We walked down to the Union Square Greenmarket, which was very cool. And then wandered around for a while. Kiki was THE VERY BEST FRIEND EVER and agreed to let me go to Mood. Yay! I tried to be as fast as possible, but I get decision paralysis at smaller places than this, but I went in with just one goal (some cotton poplin) and I made it out with just that. Whew!

Afterwards, we got our stuff from the hotel and I cursed my sandals for reactivating my Achilles tendinitis, but it was worth it. We hobbled our way back to the train station, and, well, the rest of the day was fairly uneventful.

I mean, we’ve done so much already, wouldn’t you think our trip was almost over by now? It’s only Saturday at this point and we didn’t go home until Tuesday!

Sunday, we went and retrieved my offspring from my sister’s house. They had stayed up until 2am because my sister had promised them middle of the night ihop, so they were pretty tired, but we had a baseball game to go to!

Mike and Kiki have season tickets to the Nationals so that’s how we spent Sunday. We ate delicious food, drank delicious things (including a bloody mary with a raw oyster on top), and were good luck charms for the Nats, who won for the first time in a little while. Yay us! It was overcast, too, which was nice.

We were all pretty exhausted after that.

Monday was our last full day, boo! We took the boys to see the new Thor movie, which was fun. And then we picked up some dinner, and saw a rainbow, and packed up our stuff, and watched the Home Run Derby.

Tuesday morning we went home. Everyone (except us, apparently) is getting covid and it sucks. But it was nice to see Ziggy again and to sleep in my own bed. The end.