Yesterday I emptied the dishwasher, prepped raw veggies, baked buns and cookies and turned down offers of exercise.
I also spoke to Keith’s counsellor on the phone hoping to help straighten out this communication thing we have (not) going on. That went well.
AND I SAW BABY ALEX. Also baby Ellie, who is so food positive that she makes me howl and her mama Jessica obviously. There is nothing in the world like pulling food from the oven and taking it to your grandson to eat. Everybody was in a really good mood.
John Caspell would have been 64 years old today.
