It was so great to see my sweet daughter in Tucson this past week. We hung out, grabbed some grub from some Old Pueblo hotspots and hot pots, went shopping and got her moved into her Fall Dorm from her Summer dorm. I wasn’t really missing those 110 degree days when NorCal was sitting at a mild 73. It was great to see La Paz where Kit and I met 23 years earlier. Can we really be that old? I purchased an excessive amount of noodles to keep Bee fed during the long hours of studying. I also was blessed to be there for three monsoons as well as some rain up in Scottsdale which I’m told is the first time in several months. Man I miss the desert greasewood smell. I always seem to bring the weather with me no matter where I go.