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Silly

I’ve often thought that it’s silly that anyone would think that there’s just ONE romantic person for each person. I mean, that’s a) crazy from a biological and evolutionary point of view and b) crazy because why and how?! There are zillions of people on the planet and we all have a zillion different tastes, so how in the world could there be just ONE person for each of us?

And then . . . What if that one to-be partner dies in a car crash at 10 yo . . . Or is aborted . . . Or gets hit by a bus . . . Or never leaves Uzbekistan while his ‘true one’ is in Iceland? The other partner will never be whole?!? That just can’t be right. It just can’t.

Lucky for me, I never really have to think about that because I found my non-ONE, my friend and husband, in AO. I’m really lucky.

I spend most of my time thinking about how lucky I am. We argue, sure. Too often, probs. But we work together, live together, raise a kiddo together, so it seems like it’s not crazy. At the end of the day, despite too much time together, there’s still no one else I’d rather be around. I got really lucky. Really, really lucky. And sometimes I find myself thinking, maybe there is just the one right person. But I know that’s crazy.

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Best taco ever?

More on our trip to CA.

I think I had the best taco of my life at Los Arroyos in Santa Barbara. It may not be what folks would consider a ‘taco taco’ in that it’s probably super gringa, but it was delicious! DELICIOUS, I tell you.

As you can probably see, its first claim to fame is that it’s in a hard shell. And it’s clearly a homemade shell, so it’s interestingly, non-uniform in shape. And divine. It’s then filled with juicy, flavorful, shredded chicken, iceberg lettuce, crumbly queso fresco, and pico de gallo. Simple? Maybe. But perfect. I also got to eat it in bed while we chilled out after a long day of travel and enjoying the California sun. Dream-y. In fact, I’ve been dreaming about this taco since it came into my life. If you have the option of Los Arroyos, take it.

BTE?!

More on this soon, but I just wanted to give you the update — and a spoiler alert — that this latest trip to California was maybe the BEST TRIP EVER!

Except for having to leave World Headquarters at 3:45 a.m. to drive to Santa Barbara to catch a 5:30 a.m. flight. That’s borderline criminal.

But still. BTE? It’s more than a contender. It’s in the World Series of BTEs for me.

New experiences

Molly didn’t have school today because winter break began. And now that she’s a kindergartener, we have more options to send her to programming in town on days the schools are closed. So today she went to the Aldo Leopold Nature Center’s day camp program. She wasn’t super psyched about it, but she was a trooper and tolerated the idea. But when I picked her up after 5 and she was one of only two kids left, I kinda panicked. I asked her, “How was your day?” She said, “Awesome!” She and the remaining girl – who had to be at least 8 — gave each other hugs and discussed if they were returning for future days. When M heard the girl was coming back on Jan 2, she asked if she could, too. As we were leaving, I asked her to tell me some specifics about the day. She said, “It was too amazing to talk about.”

A Madison tradition

I was sad to read this news today, but despite my mom’s misgivings on Rocky’s pizza, I’m grateful for the tradition. And like a good Madisonian, Aaron now has Mollybear hooked on it.