it just appeared

 No introductory sale, no "do you want to try the Ojai?" The boxy blue Waymo driverless van just showed up and I jumped in. Same for Terri, who at least had a moment to take this photo. It was an OK ride and a bit easier for folks with mobility issues as it is very close to the ground. As a result, the ride is bumpier. I was surprised that it all worked so smoothly because I wanted to try it with someone the first time, but I did not get that chance and it all worked out OK. Thank you, Terri for the photo and your thoughts.

where is Albany?

 Albany is right next to Berkeley and yesterday I took the Richmond BART train to the El Cerrito Plaza exit and Andrea (on the right, above) picked me up. Chef Sarah drove down from Napa and we three had a delightful day over lunch and we covered many things. We are all in the Tiapos (or Fluf, if you like) writing group and so the laughter and tears came to us naturally. Andrea has a tiny and perfect little home in a sweet and diverse neighborhood. 

pizza, Coke® and Jolene

 I didn't expect to get the blues when I read online about Dolly Parton's death, but I did. So of course a walk and a stop at my favorite pizza shop where they were playing all of her music non-stop. Everyone (including me) who came in to order said, "Dolly!" when we walked in and for some reason this all helped me feel better. She was an incredible woman for sure.

let's talk over tea

 Five chatty women for tea and snacks at Heidi's yesterday afternoon. It is so nice to be retired and have time just to enjoy the many blessings in this life. 

Ms. Strout sure can write

 Yesterday I started The Things We Never Say and of course it is extremely well written and engaging from the very first sentence. A busy week ahead for me so this novel will help keep me on an even keel, or so we hope.

attention must be paid

 Grand daughters Samantha and Lindsay already have their plane tickets for another rather raucous Thanksgiving extravaganza here. They request the presence of sister Jane, as do the Blogmaid and I. Yes, it is way early to be planning, on the other hand it gives me great pleasure to imagine the laughter and chaos. Ah, family. Ah, friends. 

Ginger's Memorial

 Amy and I are hosting a very small memorial next Friday at Crissy Field for her best sister and my best friend, Ginger. She requested that her ashes be scattered down there in the Bay. I am feeling a bit anxious about this because I want everything to be perfect, but of course that isn't really the point, is it?