And more joy - a visit from Booboo and his mama. He did some skilful driving.
And then a visit to my friend and lawyer Mary to drink a glass of wine on her deck and sign my will and the powers of attorney for health and property. So should I turn into a drooling idiot or drop dead tomorrow, my children can take over and, as Anna says, put me in the good home. Or not.
And now a visit from # One Son. Who has no internet at his house, so comes here to get caught up on his programs. Season 4 of Boardwalk Empire, right now.
I was invited to join friends at the Beaches Jazz Festival tonight and said no. As it is, it's not even 9.30 and I'm ready to fall over. Is this aging?
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