Flying High

Johnny and I visited the Aviation Museum on Monday and we had a blast until I realized he had the pink eye and the sniffles. The morning culminated in an improvised lunch at The Counter, where we split a milkshake and Johnny told me that he loves me 50/50, which is the biggest number in his mind.  

I hope to catch the Christmas lights on Eucalyptus Street later today.  And tomorrow we are driving up to the mountain for a well deserved family fun with the Grandparents.  Can't wait not to have to cook or clean for two days straight.