California is just a little bit different. For instance, it is against the law to talk on your cell phone while driving. So I had to go buy a bluetooth. I went for the pink one. I think I know how to use it.
People are more fashionable in California too. I mean there is a place there called "Fashion Valley". So I had to adapt. I had to buy skinny jeans. They are part of my "California Uniform".
California is also different in this way- Tara isn't there. LP isn't there. Mom and Dad aren't there. My family isn't there. My camp friends aren't there. My job isn't there. However, I will cope because Nick will be there and so will my Pottery Barn couch.
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Good luck with the move... change can be so difficult. I enjoyed reading through your blog and am amazed you have to go so long without seeing your husband. I can't imagine how hard that is some days. God bless on your new journey!
I wish I could disapparate out to see you every day when you move...
I wish I could diapparate to see you too!
Are you taking Kitty?
I hope the afghan I made you doesn't get stolen. (I'm joking)
Megan is taking Kitty. I wouldn't want Granny to become too passive aggressive towards me this late in her life.
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