I went to Cleveland for the weekend to visit my friend Liz. She’s too pregnant to fly so she couldn’t go to the wedding the week before, so I decided to stop in for a visit.
We had a great girls’ weekend – we ate sushi, shopped, she taught me how to make dolma (middle eastern stuffed grape leaves) and tabouli. This is us with our hands in raw meat.
I wish my girls and I all lived in the same city! And I wish that city wasn’t in Texas, as is the likely conclusion with one in Dallas, two in Houston, one in San Antonio, and Liz soon to move to Austin. That leaves Jen in Vermont and me in Virginia.