Regifting

Jeff is off to the island, blackberry jelly in tow.

Katie is elsewhere, although she was here most of the day yesterday.

I lunch with Sue today.

I have managed to get SOME things off my list but not as many as I’d hoped.  Right now I am going to make coffee and settle in with some grotesquely religious and or twee Victorian poetry.  One of my near relatives didn’t have the option to bookmark links to poems she liked, so she hand copied them out.  Good thing people had better handwriting in those days.  My job is to transcribe the poems.

Eddie is only too well aware what it means when Jeff packs a bag and leaves before dawn.  He came up to me downstairs, wailed softly twice, and jumped up for a scritch. He then went looking for Katie.

I can hear Margot quacking off in another room.  She quacks when she’s exercising and she quacks when she has strong emotions.  I suspect this quack was triggered by a quick trip outside via the cat door.

Patricia gave me a lovely sweater to regift to Katie.  Katie loved it but it was that little bit too small, so Katie and I drove down to Suzanne’s yesterday to give it to her, and my goodness…. that was the right thing to do!  She looks awesome in it and pronounced herself well pleased.

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Allegra

Born when atmospheric carbon was 316 PPM. Settled on MST country since 1997. Parent, grandparent.

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