Redwood City Heat, San Francisco Humidity

What a joy to get up early (I love getting up at 7 when I don't have to) and driving my daughter, her friend and her friend's mother down to Redwood City on the peninsula. It was cool and foggy here when we left but hot down there by game time.

Great game, from our perspective, as Athena White (wearing red jerseys) won. Number 43 acquitted herself well.

Afterwards, we visited a local Jamba Juice and then traveled along 101 North to the city by the bay.

It is foggy here, yes, but now somehow also humid. We are having very strange weather. No rain is predicted.

Julia and I did a big grocery shopping trip, where 80% of what we purchased are her favorite items. It is so nice to begin to adjust to our new life where it is just me and her.

Not that I don't miss my boys -- I do so terribly. Yesterday after a week of trying I found a ticket home for Dylan for Thanksgiving weekend. ("Only" $532 -- the airlines are like a shakedown gang.)

Tonight we will order Chinese food, her favorite.

Tomorrow, another soccer game, in SF.

You know that old ironic movie, with Jack Nicholson, "As Good As It Gets"?

Let me tell you something, to have my child here and be anticipating dinner, relaxing, under no pressure, savoring a victory, knowing her brothers are starting to adapt to their new lives in Missoula, having enough money to handle things, seeing the flowers and trees out back, remembering all of those who used to live here with us -- that's pretty much as good as it gets.

Stated without irony.

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