California Dreamin

So this weekend I helped Miss Jessica move from San Diego . It was time to get her outta there, and flew down, packed her up and delivered her to the Bay late last night, many stories and amusing calamities later. Just a highlight: half mile from packing it all up, stopping dead after picking up Mexican drive thru. Ran outta gas. Sat in the middle of the road (with our hazards on of course) and ate our food. Just rolling with it. J went of on hunt for gas, I stayed behind with her life in the car, and was helped by an angel trucker chick named Rose, yes Rose, who helped push the car outta the road. On the Road again.
Tika, J's cat choose all the music. She loves country and Elton John, not super excited about Lionel Ritchie. We had some spats about that one. Apparently she is a gay Republican. We love her anyway. So J will be with us for a bit, will be here for a great weekend ahead of us, then off to Astoria for some much deserved R&R with her family.