Well, tomorrow the kiddies and I take off for France. We can't wait to spend a few days in Dijon with the Miles Family, our really good friends from Portland. I figure they will pick us up at the train station with a glass of wine in hand. And that's just for the kids! A few days later we fly to Sacramento, a week in Lake Tahoe with my parents, a birthday party at Aunt Wowie's cabin for Stefan--lucky Friday the 13th! A week at my parent's in Paradise, California, 95969, a week in Davis and environs, San Rafael? Petaluma? Filmore Street in San Francisco? We'll cross that toll plaza when we get to it. Mt Shasta to visit Peter's dad and sister, quick stop in Ashland to visit the Fulbrights, then up to Portland until the end of August: Farmer's Market, Powells, Powells, Powells, Hanna Anderson, Whole Foods, Uwagimaya, Yarn Garden, Hula Grill, New Seasons, Stumptown, Pizzacato, Sauvie Island blueberry picking, Finigan's Toys, and the big public library. And best of all, all dear faces we love. Peter shows up about half way through this program. Makes you tired already, doesn't it?
Stefan says it's going to be like going to a whole new world.