1. I do not live in a McMansion in Towne Lake Hills.  
2. A 30-minute nap this afternoon.
3. The spaghetti served at Todd’s sister-in-law Ann’s.  It wasn’t especially good, and I feel scared and sad in that environment – too much money and not enough culture – but it was food and sustaining nonetheless.
4. The Train Museum in Kennesaw, where they keep The General and the boys’ excitement to go there.  The Great Locomotive chase is a touchstone of my youth and the names Andrews and Fuller were immediately and foggily familiar, like deja vu.
5. The coconut cake from Marietta Diner.  (I think I did this one, but it’s that good.)

Many thanks,

Me