Back in Texas as of Sunday afternoon.
It is actually cold here. It might get to 60 in the day, but it will lose will lose at least 20 degrees. We have hit hard freezes at night.
Normally, I am afraid to leave the girls, as they cooking as some sort of alchemy. They might starve to death or burn the place down trying to make popcorn. I am more confident now, because Serena can cook. Megan gets a real vacation, due to the sick days and personal days she did not take. She found it interesting that no one in her family mentioned her new breasts.
Serena lives in a small town outside of Richmond, I forget the name (if she ever told me), where everyone knows exactly what their ancestors had done in the Civil War, even if they had not been involved in the War of Northern Aggression, or the Recent Unpleasantness. I assume the stories are better than the reality. While she will go home, she will have some heat and eat foods ready for Aisha and Courtney. They may or not be able to handle that.
On Thursday, Boss Maggie had her party. A lot of people, but not really a big deal. Finger food, cookies, make your own cocktails. Music not so lour. Maggie encourages dancing, and clears a large room out for it. Aisha and I walked to the middle of the floor and danced a waltz to Van Halen.
Friday, Vi and Sean had their Christmas party. This is very quiet, wine and tenderloins, roasted whole, cut into steaks.