The San Francisco Bay Area is shining in all its glory these days. Clear, sunny, warm, light breezes,... it really doesn't get much better. Seems like there's always a downside to every upside though, as the Govenator (Arnold) has officially declared California to be in a state of drought (the first time since 1991). Poppy and Willow suppose that's just fine, as long as it doesn't affect their tubby-times.
Well, you know how I stated in my last post that Alice Cooper's picture painted a pretty good picture of how we all feel, but it wasn't really that bad? I take that back. We're pretty much that miserable, everyone except Barret. We're all hacking, with modulating fevers,... you get the picture. I flew to San Diego yesterday for a meeting with the Padres and on my return flight home, as we descended from about 25,000 feet, I regretted that decision. I honestly felt like the left side of my head was going to explode. I think I lost hearing in my left ear until I laid down to go to bed, which seemed to magically cause my ear to pop and I could suddenly hear again. Well, enough about our illnesses; we'll get through them by the grace of God.
I'm going to leave you with some pictures below of a quick trip to the petting farm the kids went to recently, a photograph of the girls playing in their pool in the backyard, and Poppy's handiwork of preparing for a pretend tea time with her make believe friends (she's getting so creative with her imagination these days).
It's difficult to muster up my own creativity on this post under our current conditions, so I'm going to sign off before I bore you to death.
Warmly in Christ,
Tom
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