Oxnard—Hi everybody, I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving break, followed by a wonderful week.
I HOPE your Holiday was full of family, friends, turkey, gobble gobble, and, if you’ve been blessed with the younger generation, grandchildren.
Since I was shaking pretty badly, thanks to my miserable kidneys not filtering well, I sat up and powered through another Frosted.
Not much has changed at the California Frost House. We eat, sleep, work, podcast, sleep again, and then at least I wake up shaking.
I quickly learned that shaking does not understand time; whenever I sleep, when I wake up, I shake.
I’ve been on a lucky streak lately, my long-lost watch is back, and it turns out that it was on my night table the whole time. Then I lost my glasses twice, but somehow they found their way back to me. It happens every time: when I put things in places other than their assigned spots, I end up looking for them.
Even this morning, I found two remotes, the heater and the big color bomb TV, and it’s only 7:30 am.
Meanwhile, I kept shaking, and it got so bad that I had to stop writing because…
