Settling into life in California means everything is different, but also more of the same. SNAFU (for you non-military types, google it).

5 am.  Wife and kids are asleep.   Dogs are asleep.  East-coast guests are asleep, though there is a significant danger that they will soon be awake since it is 830 on their internal clocks. 

I woke, as I often do, to dog poop in the kitchen.  Argh!!   Our little French Bulldog is an untrainable mess at this new house.