Sorry, I am posting all these random short things, photos, thoughts, reviews, not my usual experience regurgitation. I blame the tequila....
BUT! I am cracking up over my youngest son, 7, and his homework assignment. He had to write a letter to Santa, and here it is, verbatim, spelling errors and all. He can spell "enterprise" but not "series." Ha ha ha ha ha!!!
Dear Santa,
I was good all year. I helped my mom a lot with avon. I mean a lot. I helped give avon books away. You can ask my mom. How are you? I want a xbox and an orignol seres star trek enterprise and a borg ship. And three DS9 books.
It's too soon to talk about Patrick and Ensenada and The Talk about My Future. I'm processing, digesting, thinking, wondering, wishing my birthday could last a thousand million days but life is short and it's already a past event, just Mexican dust.
So, just to have something to say, because it keeps me from focusing on the loss, the fact that it was a Last Birthday of sorts, I'll tell you something crazy I did today between dropping Avon books at the nail salons and picking up the boys from school. I gave myself a combination birthday Christmas present. I signed up for tap dance lessons.
Well looks like the Salon comments server is talking trash this morning. Sigh. If you want to send me a message, email me! Hopefully they'll get those comments back online soon.
Here are some pix from my trip to Ensenada. I'll post the story of my travel later today, after my kids go to school and I get a chance to sit and think. I had a wonderful time.
