Jules aligns herself with all animals. They know it. In Cancun, as we walked around the resort, lizard types appeared with stripes on their backs. I cannot say if we saw the same one more than once. They paused as she took their pictures. Many of them. Some just regular lizards.

She bought a t-shirt with the striped one on it.

Jules and I went on our journey to Mexico. Always great being with her. There were many restaurants at our all-inclusive. We were disappointed that most of the food had no flavor. Jules was always asking for salt.

I suggest they put a hot sauce on each table.

Change message. Close shades. Thermostat. Pills. Boarding pass. Passport. Pack.

Yep, going on vacation.

This is my 476th blog. Have you read them all?

How many were entitled Amazing?

Carrie, Julie and I went out for dinner in San Francisco. There was no parking near the restaurant. Julie decided to drop us off. She told us she parked a couple of blocks away. When we left the restaurant, she told us to wait and she was going to get the car.

It’s the little acts that mean so much.

I have been challenged by my family to shop at Trader Joe’s. Ari even took me there on a field trip to educate me about the store. I finally went. I bought a few items. I can understand why people favor the store. I am already patterned to three other places.

I make no promises.

I just read The Widow, John Grisham’s fiftieth book. I have read all of his books and have never been disappointed. Now I have to wait for the next one.

I can delay gratification.

Julie is making guacamole to take to Erik’s home when the family watches the Lion’s game. Since she is coming from Santa Monica, she asked me to pick up the ingredients. I was told to only buy the avocados ahead. Everything else the day before. Julie has her definition of fresh. I do not agree that the timing has to be that close.

Amazing my kids have survived with so many years of me shopping for and preparing the food.

Thanksgiving dinner is all arranged. Everyone is contributing an item for the menu. And then, spontaneously, I remembered Isaac asking a couple of years ago, if I would make a kugel, one of his favorites. I will, of course. We will have two stuffings, mashed potatoes, and kugel.

Variety for the starch options!

A group of women are getting together for a Hanukah dinner. Each person will bring something for the meal. No one likes to cook anymore. We will also bring a gift. I decided to bring an indoor plant in a lovely pot.

Hopefully someone does not hate watering.