Today was a good day together as a family. Tommy and I cooked up the 'bourbon' and 'corned beef hash' sausages. They were not as good as the steaks, and we were all disappointed, but they (the steaks) set the high bar, so who's blaming whom? I was distracted earlier by the sound of repetitive movement, and they remembered they were coming to dig out the rest of the dirt. Damn, there's a lot! It's much more than I imagined, and trying to get that picked up without drawing attention will be dicey. Dirt is HEAVY. I went out after they finished and started setting out the cardboard. Before I knew it, I had one side done. Jen came out and helped with the other. Meanwhile, the fucking gopher(s) are back and appear to be decimating the plants. If that happens, fuck it, I'm just going to let it rest as is until I can put the time and funds into something more sustainable. We lingered about for most of the day, running a few errands, including going and looking at a Tesla I am lusting over but can't quite bite the bullet on the (near-term) cost. I guess we'll have the BMW a while longer. I'm not too fond of that car. I Sous Vide the steaks Tommy had prepped last week and realized on first bite that it wasn't Rosemary he'd included in the sealed bag. It was Lavender! It was not bad but rather interesting, and it was a one-time mistake. I ran Lauren to Yogurtland for Mint Yogurt. I wrote, and they played Skip-bo. It's been a joy to have Lauren here. I hope she's enjoyed being here - I realize she's got a lot going on in her head right now, and I want her to feel supported but not pressured. So, I'll tell her that. She's heading back to Sac tomorrow am.
