Feels like 15 years and 23 projects – from tree doctor forest boot camp to way too many hospitals and preschool sleepovers & more & more – since the three of us were our usual back row seat on beloved Uno bus
In this case, going to rendezvous with an young guest rolling in wide-eyed from Utah. I’ve sent postcards since he (& twin sister) was like six or so, from around the world and now he’s stamping up his passport
We’ve got Michelin rated Ramen and possible secret jazz club and internationally famous tiny craft beverage checkpoints on the itinerary
His room is set up with Wi-Fi codes, futon, massage chair, towels and even the family altar is open to let the spirits in
anyway, two out of the three of us are the cutest ever and I’m happy to be this bearded sidekick
