What is my favorite month of the year?
I think it’s March or April. When I was a kid: December, for sure. But now that I’m older, it’s definitely March or April. The year is still young, and the weather in LA is absolutely gorgeous. Everything feels alive with possibility. The time change switches back to Daylight Savings, and suddenly my life is filled once again with light.
What’s your favorite month?
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The busy weekend was a success. Aavy’s birthday went off without a hitch. Ashi and I did a good job of getting all the kids’ stuff set up, and then her cousins showed up and she was off to go play. Got to hang with Sam and kinda check in with him. That was really nice. The pizza was great. So were the cakes from Porto’s. Came home and fed the pups, took a really solid nap, woke up and walked them, then ate and watched the Niners lose to the damn Seahawks. Truly, the Niners are kinda trash this year. Flashes of dominance, but sooooo many mistakes. I don’t expect them to go anywhere in the postseason. Not this time. And I think it’ll be due for a little rebuild soon. Maybe next year. Title window might still be open next year. We’ll see. But this year? Nope. Not after losing in the super bowl.
Got everything else done, too, after that. Posted the podcast. Gave some writing feedback to a friend. Filled out my time sheet.
Ready for the week. Night night.