Flyin' Solo

Justin is out of town this weekend. Much to my surprise this morning, I starting crying when I dropped him off at the airport...why? I'm scared. The last two times the J-man has gone out of town I ended up in the hospital. Penicillen allergy and food poisoning/flu. I'm pretty sure bad things come in threes so I am seriously concerned that something's going to happen. I figure, if I talk about it a lot, it won't happen. Hence my blog. I just got back from the store and only bought veggies (brussell sprouts mom, your favorite) and bread for dinner because I'm convinced I got the food poisoning from the steak I ate and I don't want to risk that. So keep your fingers crossed peeps. I have a new friend at work since my other friend got fired. His name is Orin and he just started. Nice guy who went to Boulder and really really reminds me of Dill. His girlfriend just got back from the surf camp that Lizzie and I are going to in Costa Rica. Tomorrow I am going on a tour of the Academy of Art just to check it out. Should be really fun. I rented the Audrey Hepburn version of Sabrina and am about to veg out and watch it in bed. Justin's step-mom just got back from India and she brought back a beautiful handstitched bedspread that is just fabulous. It makes me really happy that she gave it to me because I was so sad that I lost my luggage from the NY trip and now I've kindof forgotten about it because I've got this beautiful thing to replace it all. I'm reading a GREAT book now : The Ruins of California. It's for my new book club. I love it. It's about growing up in CA in the 70s.
Love everybody and can't wait to see you all next weekend!