Tonight:

Headed north on 101 into San Francisco, I’m pretty sure that the driver of the car next to me is eating oysters on the half shell.

I am sitting on an airplane reading this. I laughed so hard my seatmate thought I was going to die. So I handed my phone over and he’s now laughing so hard he’s wheezing.

Well that’s something different in my speaker swag bag.

I have been in Boise for 3 hours. I’ve had my hair complimented 3 times, been honked at for crossing the street when I’ve got the green twice, and been asked if I am prepared for World War 3 once.

Hello from the Boise airport.

Eggplant and tomato pie is in the oven, chocolate-cherry ginger cookies are waiting to go in. (Gift links for both) cooking.nytimes.com/recipes/1015...cooking.nytimes.com/recipes/1022...

Chocolate-Cherry Ginger Cookies (Published 2021)

I just learned that my husband uses Numbers instead of Excel. Fifteen years of marriage and he drops that bombshell. I feel like I don’t even know him.

If Sauvi cannot have a box, a bit of craft paper will have to do.

I finally got my count. 110,997