Rob in San Fran

Rob flew to San Francisco on Wednesday to speak at a conference. He did a fabulous job, of course. And then he got to whiz around the city on cable cars and hang out by the ocean with his friends.

It was 73 degrees and sunny.

I was despondent with jealousy.

I'd trekked all the way across the city to take him to JFK, so as consolation for the fact that I was going to be hanging back here in cold and gray New Jersey (with a child with the stomach flu, it turns out), we stopped in Manhattan on the way to see the Macy's Flower Show.

All the window displays were made entirely out of flowers. Very fabulous.