is right: returning to winter in Chicago tomorrow will suck. Sorry. Strong words, I know. While I await boil-in-the-bag dinner's from ViJ's to finish cooking up, and before I open the lovely BC Pinot Noir we have to go along, I just have to sort of rub it in and sort of moan and grown wistfully that I'll be leaving this behind:Sunshine, cherry trees (and other trees and bushes and bulbs) all in bloom.
Darn vacation, ending. Must. Win. Lottery.
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