Yesterday I rushed home from the final day at the compound to get ready for an afternoon party at my house. As soon as I began the pre-party rituals, my mood elevated and I smiled with anticipation. You can't
really beat a party. The chums are all at their most wonderful: relaxed, funny, full of good cheer. We got to show off our Seattle kin to our hometown crowd and the mingling of kin and comrade was a rare treat. Our visit with the Western dears is over and we miss them already. The
vacation has begun, the house is eerily quiet. What to do? What to do? I love asking that question.
Yesterday I rushed home from the final day at the compound to get ready for an afternoon party at my house. As soon as I began the pre-party rituals, my mood elevated and I smiled with anticipation. You can't really beat a party. The chums are all at their most wonderful: relaxed, funny, full of good cheer. We got to show off our Seattle kin to our hometown crowd and the mingling of kin and comrade was a rare treat. Our visit with the Western dears is over and we miss them already. The vacation has begun, the house is eerily quiet. What to do? What to do? I love asking that question. 
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