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Life is good.

There's no two ways around it, last week was a humdinger. But this one is alright and getting better.

First, Grandma Gin has turned a corner in her recovery and is doing much much better today. Much. Got to take a shower, which was a biggie since we all know how ineffective sponge baths really are. She's been walking a good distance at a time now, which is a huge improvement. And most importantly, her spirits have lifted a bit. I think with each hurdle she overcomes we'll see more of the familiar sass back, and that, my friends, is awe.some.

Second, the fish are fine. G.G. installed a new pond pump last night and did some general cleaning while he was at it and the pond is spic and span and everyone is happy happy. And there's a new little head on the water pipe that creates a gentle fountainlike spray, which is lovely.

And last, G.G. and his fantasy football friends are picking teams tonight, so I'm flying solo after work. Which means I'll most likely pick up something light and healthy for dinner, get home, change into comfy clothes, pour myself a cool glass of something and watch some vamps do their thing. I've got two new episodes to watch so I'm jazzed.

Low key works for me, and this will hopefully prove to be that type of an evening.


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