dual personalities

Another whirlwind weekend involving a speedy trip to central Missouri has come and gone.

The OM and I moved some more stuff to daughter #1’s new apartment in a rented pickup truck. Her partial moving van-load from NYC had arrived on Friday, so her apartment was full of boxes, but she was grateful to get more.

We had lunch at the Flat Branch Pub

and then left her with her work cut out.

On Sunday we went over to the boy’s house to see the wee babes and to get some baby-holding-time in.

Good therapy for what ails you.

I also moved on to Longmire #12, An Obvious Fact,

which is full of wonderful things like:

In the great balancing equations of Dog’s mind, there are two things he cannot resist–ham, and me holding open a vehicle door. I’m pretty sure that ham is first and the only reason me holding open a vehicle door is in the running is because it might  mean that we are going somewhere to get ham.

Walt makes me laugh and that is also good therapy for whatever ails you.

The total eclipse finally happens today and I will be glad when all the hoopla is over with. The media run-up to this has been wild. Enough already.

I’ll let you know how it goes.