Also got a slew of laundry done. (Thanks Mom!) Folks were in Vegas at a familial reunion. They came home just as I was putting my last load in the dryer. I was asked if I had any preferences in 2 years for the next reunion.
"Yes," I said. "I would like to be in New York."
No, I like my family for the most part, (not that I really KNOW anybody or they ME) but the idea of going to Vegas to sit in the dirt for 2 days and have the same conversation over and over held little to no appeal:
"Ronald's daughter. Ludeen and Royal's granddaughter."
"I'm living in Salt Lake."
"I'm working at a movie theater."
"Yes, I'm still drawing."
"No, the computer does NOT do all of it."
"Yes, your child, grandchild, great grandchild is very cute."
"No, I don't have a boyfriend."
"Because I...Hey, look! Homemade fudge!"