o n e w o m a n p a r t y
January = summer in Australia = SUMMER FRUIT
Juicy plums and nectarines are delightful unanticipated discoveries. Also, thank you happy Farmer Jack’s checkout lady for shrieking with glee when she saw Dave’s squirrel t-shirt and said, “I love squirrels so much, I follow them on Instagram.”
Flexible, silver-lining attitudes of small people in my life.
My brother. Who gives really wonderful hugs and whispers really sweet things to me when I am a crying disaster saying goodbye and trying to be strong for my kiddos.
The Indian Ocean. Um, seriously. Holy crap gorgeousness.
The waitress at the Sandbar restaurant last night who, even if she suspected we had just landed in her section after 26 hours of travel, treated us like normal people who don’t necessarily have clinically diagnosed mood disorders.
The person who invented FaceTime so a very sad grandmother can see the faces of her grandchildren and get a virtual tour of our temporary corporate housing. Thank you person.
Chevron. For flying us business class to Perth so we arrived feeling less cattle-y and more special and cared for.
10 hours of sleep last night. For all 4 members of this family. Let’s go, Perth. Let’s see what you’re all about.