Friday was my last day at my old job. As I said my goodbyes, I was surprised and overwhelmed by the outpouring of good wishes and kind words. It was lovely and called for a celebration. So we packed our bags and headed west for the weekend.
There we gave horsey rides, played records, danced with the baby, breakfasted on biscuits and gravy, thrifted like mad, took naps, ordered in a giant feast of dim sum, stayed way up past our bedtimes and debated the relative merits of various zombie apocalypse survival strategies. It was perfect.
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