P.S. I Love You

View from the backyard at our AirBnb

This week's dinner

​I wanted nothing more than to take a big fat nap when I got home from work. Why does daylight savings time exist? What about saving night time? That is when I feel more productive.
The reason I feel so tired could be the fact that I traveled last week
​ and came back with a soueviner of nasal allergies. 
Damn that mountain air.
Since I've been back home I've had two servings this week of Trader Joe's Thai Green Curry frozen meals.
My sinus have cleared a path like Moses.

I visited Palm Springs with my sister and friend Sarah. I much needed escape to somewhere sunny. 
They say it never rains in Souther California, but it managed to rain for a couple hours during our trip.
The trip was nothing more than alot of wandering. This is exactly what I needed, no plans, except for the advance ticket to ride the Aerial Tramway and a night at a Drag Show.

                                    Staring at a mountain while drinking my morning coffee was the type of zen I needed. No where to be. No plans.                                       And nothing to really report. Just alot of thinking about not thinking. P.S. I love you Palm Springs.

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