What is that light? Where did it come from?

I wonder if there is a tiny piece of lemon bar for me to have with this morning’s coffee? Maybe she can make them again this weekend.

But the shell on this one.

Huh. Look at that it. Turns out I’ve never seen anyone clean my beer glass the correct way.

He has me read the letter from the school district. I’m not surprised. Between the Governor’s refusal to give a timeline and that 6.8% increase in confirmed cases yesterday, I had a feeling we wouldn’t be starting school in July.

Which means, in some ways, that I get a little bit of freedom back.

I step out into the sun. They ask if we are looking for a new house yet because we really need a pool. I mean, it’s the firsts day over 80. Calm down.

“Besides receiving the damaged item today, how’s your day going?” “Russ, I can’t really complain. I live in California. It’s sunny and hot and it’s beautiful. I really can’t complain.”

I show him the first round of her designs. I’m giddy. “You could have never done that.” “No. That’s why I haven’t done anything with this in 3 years. And I didn’t really feel like learning how to do it.”

It doesn’t take much convincing to just order the pizza. I don’t really want to cook anyway. I just want to sit in the sun.