Goin' back to Cali

I'm mostly finished packing--just a few things to remember to bring. Keys to mom & dad's house, DMV paperwork, my itinerary of who I'm seeing when.

Got an appointment with David the Hair God tomorrow afternoon for reparative work.

Bought a body shaper that sucks me in enough to wear my plum silk pantsuit (if I don't waffle and go with the blue vintage ribbon dress instead). Feeling a little better on that account.

Mike is going berserk over the Mets/Cardinals game, interjecting loud compliments on the Cardinals' pitching and whooping when they make a stunning play.

I've never seen him like this. I guess you don't truly know a man until you've watched him watching sports.

Ta ta!