These things are happening. It is glorious. Although now that I have time to rest, my injuries are pissing me off (numb pointer finger, aching and sore elbows, enormous growing ganglion cyst on my wrist, plantar faciitis). I’m hoping that tomorrow Aunt Mary’s famous baked goods galore will cure me. From what I’ve heard, she and her sugary treats are magic. Christmas in July anyone?!
Graham and Anna right before I kicked their butts in croquet. Won’t stop can’t stop.
Scale picture of my ganglion cyst at Mount Rushmore