Day 878

No matter how much I love that we have a place in Boise close to everything, I still appreciate having a place near the river in Marsing. When I start to come across the bridge into Marsing I think about how many people pass through here and wonder what it would be like to live in such a small town.

I know first hand. I'm one of the lucky ones.

Day 877

I wouldn't necessarily consider sharing a margarita with my daughter over lunch as a suck the marrow activity. But on second thought... after my frustrating visit at the rheumatologist's today it would have been easy to go home and crawl into bed. Instead I met up with kiddo for a visit.

And a shared margarita at a Mexican restaurant in Boise.