I’m writing in my sister’s dining area in Menlo Park, California. My cute baby nephew is making funny noises as he pushes a wagon around the floor. I look like a zombie as I flew in last night and jetlag, my old friend, hit me hard today.
I love being in my sister’s house as it’s warm (literally – heated!) and there’s good healthy food. And my nephew is the Cutest Baby in the World* – I love watching him. I think I’m as entranced with him as he is with me – we just stare at each other and talk in some kind of baby language.
Also, I missed their very affectionate golden retriever, who woke me up this morning by licking my nose.
*This is an undisputable fact, and not an entirely biased opinion.