Making Scrooge laugh

Written last night:

Dear Friends,

I missed Clark sharply today … after the holiday … after the election … after the initial months of numbness at his death … now things are real again. I’d like to talk to him about this!

A nap on the purple couch helped and so did that deep breathing I was telling you about, plus a long bath and then lunch with Steph and Patrick at a place called, perfectly, Dad’s.  The food was so good (fried eggplant sandwich with avocado and red onion). Then we went to a doughnut shop and I don’t like donuts but these are scrumptious, as is the bakery next door. It’s the one with the pink boxes. Really, the food here in Sacramento is fabulous. It cheered me up considerably!

Yesterday Zing and I walked by the Capitol building; I could see a bit of commotion there and wanted to get closer — maybe it was a demonstration of some sort — But no; it seemed to be a Thanksgiving ritual. The small orderly crowd of cars and kids were all gathered to watch workers put up a Christmas tree in the Capitol! 

It’s enough to make a Scrooge laugh.


Love,
k