My hair is at that awkward age at which it is long enough to get really mussed and awful in the wind, but not long enough to put in a pony tail. I guess I'm going to have to invest in some headbands.

I had a great time in San Simeon. I was able to work all my shifts, even the six-hour one, without using my walker. Somehow, being pain-free improves one's outlook on life.

In other news, I did my share to keep the yarn store in Cambria in business, as well as one of the bakeries in Solvang, and I'm more than halfway done with the second of Tom's hand-dyed socks.