. . . wearing my Hollywood Bowl sweatshirt and jeans and comfy fluffy slippers. It's 58º outside. Winter has shown it's scabby face to southern CA. It won't last, but it's a nice taste.
Where else do you stand in line at the CVS behind a woman in a heavy wool coat, long leggings, and Ugg boots; a guy in a tee shirt, dock shoes and cargo shorts, a kid in a big pink puffy jacket with a woolen cap on? Southern CA. Gotta love it.
I promise when the muscles stop hurting I'll get back to my regular blogging. But the trapezius isn't cooperating. Even with the compounding cream.
Peace. I'll be back next week. I promise. In full regalia.