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Grannies, Lemon Chiffon and Pulses

As weekends go, this last one flew by. Flew.

Highlights...

A hard run on Saturday morning. It was cool, it was beautiful, I needed to work off some nervous energy.

Making Caprese Salads for a gathering Saturday night using GG's tomatoes and basil..and fresh mozzarella.

Visiting with friends and taking pulses..(radial pulses)...for a Diagnosis class I'm in..we have to take a lot, and we have to keep a journal, which gets turned in..

Making Grandma Gin's Lemon Chiffon Cake, using my trusty Joy of Cooking...as always.

Making Grandma's requested dinner of Chicken and Dumplings, and serving that with Caprese Salads...(can't seem to get enough of those delightful summer salads...)

Having a lovely meal and dessert with Grandma. She's doing fine- is complaining that she feels like she's slowing down a little, which is annoying. The whole 92 years old thing? She's ok with it in general, but some days...she feels old, though less now than before her heart tuneup a few weeks ago.

This week started with an early morning yoga session, French Roast coffee and a desire to organize and focus like crazy because there is just so very much to do.

Life is good, but feels like someone hit the fast forward button and won't let up. This trimester is over soon, with a quiz tomorrow, the pulse journals due on the 7th, and a final exam on the 14th...We're already registering for the next term, which is exciting but also a little daunting in that 'This is really happening, this term by term learning a whole new set of skills' thing...it really is.

I'd like to say a routine is developing, but just when I say that, another term starts and stuff changes dramatically. Like it will yet again in a few weeks...so it's all about being resilient and staying focused on not just the end game, but the dance to get there.

Stay cool, my friends!

Hugs,
Stevie

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