Upon my arrival back to Portland, I've had band practices, the chance to crack open the new books I purchased that were delivered while I was gone, time to hang with my sweet husband, and only a few moments here and there to lounge. Also had lunch at Susan's Fish and Chips with my roomies and ate my first whoopie pie. (I know. I've been living in Maine for how long now?)
I know I'm supposed to be recounting my journey to the west coast and back, but it's going to have to wait. Like the story of how I almost went to Mexico by accident...
But today I have cello practicing and swatch knitting to catch up on. Maybe there's a nap in my future.
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