We dorks are okay-but thank you to all of you who have been expressing concern about us falling off the planet lately.
To know me is to experience that I get wrapped up in my own little world and disappear for chunks of time. A friend once told me that Pixie was the perfect name for me because I buzz and flit in and out of her life, sprinkling some quick fairy dust and then onto the next adventure. I always come back, but when I'm out on a journey, you may not hear from me for a while!
We're enjoying a second breakfast of quiche, stinky cheese (cave-aged, paper wrapped greyere from Trader Joe's) and an apple and thinking of YOU!
