Straddling a serious food coma and a major onset of contentedness I feel myself on the verge of mushy.  There’s nothing like a mild case of breast cancer to make a person stop and take stock of their blessings.




—– and this this happened—–


That’s the grandest grandson ever.  Thing 1 version 2 has the ability to make me smile even in my darkest moments.  I’m quite smitten with this boy.