Yesterday, the day of Epiphany, I packed and hid away the traces of Christmas left in our home.
I had been on the East Coast for 17 days - work, family, holidays, friends. I finished WEverb12 through a New Year's Eve Twitter marathon, catching up on the last half dozen prompts. I rang in 2013 with my favorite guy (Mr. P) and one of our besties in one of my favorite cities, overlooking the skyline. I escaped Maryland, New Jersey and New York without the flu, but I still drank a few fizzy gulps of airborne to ward off the cough Gina caught.
The first day back in SF involved Chinese delivery and exchanging anniversary cards. Ollie received a new hair do for the New Year thanks to the Furminator. He's not nearly as excited about it as Mr. P is.
And so we return to our normal lives - the Farmer's Market, church, lunch with friends at a Taqueria, a kitten shaped foot warmer under the sheets. Ah, home.
I’m a Defense Consultant with a tendency towards pulling office pranks, taking lunch breaks, and drinking Wawa shakes. I’m also an English major with a serious obsession with alliteration and rhymes. While I’m not keeping America safe, I’m priming, sanding and painting. Or increasing our fresh veg intake. Or pontificating on my newly minted status as a wife. All the while, I’m getting myself into Lucille Ball-esque scrapes and making Jim Carey-esque faces. Post-wedding, I’m bringing blogging home to explore renovations, recipes, and reflections.