Because it’s Friday and my brain-juice is on E . . .
And because it is a phrase that makes my husband laugh . . .
I’ve decided that all of the explorations of where we could possibly be moving are going to fall under the category of "I Drink Your Milkshake." Which has nothing whatever to do with moving. Or anything, really, except a funny Saturday Night Live sketch. Whatevs.
Stay tuned. First up on "I Drink Your Milkshake" . . .
. . . Merced, CA.