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A bit dramatic. Yes. But my Love is gone for a week, beginning this morning with a blaring alarm at 5 AM just after the middle son woke me anyway. Don’t get me wrong, flying out of John Wayne airport is well worth the early wake up call, but I can’t seem to figure out how to behave with only me to care for. That’s not really true either, there are too many dogs to walk, a needy parrot and a hongry turtle, but the boys are out and the Love is gone. What will I do with my dinner hour?

While he’s off having a poetry party I’m here, not washing dishes. I guess it’s a fair trade, but I do miss the Love. I’ve got 168 more hours to fill. See you here.

P.S. Nice guy, huh? Sends me a pic of beautiful Tahoe. Wish I was there.

What now ? My youngest is a man. OK, not a Man, but he can vote and join the military. Still can’t drink. Whew.

Here he is, Shelby blowing out 18 candles.

Apple's first computer

… all I can think about is the new MacBook Pro I want. I’ve been a PC person for a long time now, but I did buy my first Mac in 1987, just four years after Apple launched Lisa, the first Mac (I don’t remember her).

I bought a Mac II and a LaserWriter – the size of a small car. Cost me over $10,000 for the combo with software – remember PageMaker? The MacBook Pro I want is only $1199 at UCI on clearance – we’ve come a long way, Santa. While I’ve not exactly been ‘good’, I do so want a shiny new computer to play with on Christmas morning. Won’t you take a look in your big red bag?

I’m not ready for the big day, only a week away, but the tree is up, and thanks to sweet Marty and Jim, dinner is in the bag, the Bristol Farm’s bag.

Here’s to a wonderful week!