Myrl Jeffcoat is a force to be reckoned with. She is one of those people who can make me laugh without saying a word. Just hearing her laughter is infectious. Myrl has half a generation on me but you wouldn't know it to look at her. She's just as young and vibrant as ever.
We try to go to lunch every so often just to get caught up and hang out. In fact, I wish she were here right now because I just stumbled into my family room wondering: what is this on the floor? Is it a ribbon? Part of a cat toy? I did not have my contacts lenses in my eyes, and there is no heat. Oh, right, we have no power. We are one of the 36 lucky families in Land Park who have no power at the moment.
Yes, I looked up the map at SMUD. Misery loves company. I don't want to be the only person rolled up in a robe and freezing.
I thought maybe somebody had left the refrigerator door open this morning, but no, it was the backup batteries for my computers making all that racket. And there, in the middle of my family room floor was a giant WORM. He was maybe a half-inch wide and 8 inches long. Squirming. It would have been better if he was dead, but no.
Myrl would have picked up that worm and flung it out the door into the rain and wind. My husband, whom I yanked out of bed, packed the worm into a paper towel and put it into the trash. When I objected, he said: do you think it has little hooks to crawl out of the trash? Yes, yes, I do. How did he get into the house in the first place? This is when I miss my geckos in Hawaii. I'd rather have a gecko in my house than a slimy fat worm.
So as it is, I sit here tiptapping on my laptop, which is powered off my iPad since we have no internet. In the dark, and the cold. About to share with you my adventures from yesterday with Myrl Jeffcoat. You can read more about this in my personal blog today at this link: Two Good Reasons to Visit Frasinetti Winery Restaurant in Sacramento.
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