Labor Day Weekend, Dad and Biz and I made a quick trip to Seattle
to see Patsy and Hal.
Of course, we had Ivar's.
And I made roast for Sunday dinner.
We did some of this.
(If you want to take a picture of Patsy, she has to not know you're doing it.
Good thing I'm sneaky like that.)
Also, why can I not get paid to stare at the ocean all my days?
I'm very good at it.
We drove this promenade, but next time, I'll be needing a slow, ocean stroll at sunset.
Let's go back.
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