We are back from our road trip through northern California. I left a pair of really cute pants from Anthropologie somewhere; when you spend the night at a different place every night, it's hard to keep track of things. First night in Mt Shasta, then to Nevada City to see Lulu and Evan and the ever-loveable Logan and Christina. Then to my sister's cabin for the 4th of July, fireworks on the lake. Two glorious nights at Lake Tahoe with my parents. Also saw Serge and Adrianna and Anya for the rafting trip that didn't happen. Stefan got so sick the last night in Tahoe, "don't cover me up, I think that's what's making me sick," he said after throwing up for the 10th time. Poor thingie. We stayed in Mt Shasta on our way home.
It was really difficult to say goodbye, but I reminded my mom that I will call her tomorrow. Then my mom went home and promptly got Stefan's flu. Peter's work party was here yesterday, it was sooooo hot. Peter and both felt sick, I spent most of the party feeling very rude, but dozing on the bed.
Peter is off to buy wood to finish the deck, I have a dentist appointment and want to run by Sephora (again!) it's that Cosmedicine tinted moisturizer!
Last night Camille had her third sleep over. She went to Paris's house for the evening and then is going to Willowbrook for the day. When I was little I felt so taken care of when my mom would wrap up the money I might need, like a quarter and two dimes, and tie it in a hankercheif and pin it to my clothes. I thought of this as I wrote a check to Willowbrook and put a five dollar bill in a zip lock bag.