Ironing

Believe it or not, I've been ironing today! I must have some of my mother in me, and to her it's critical that we look our best in public. Recently I've gotten Avi some proper sport shirts and they all need to be ironed. Must to my surprise, I love doing it! Reminds me of cleaning the couldn't-be-more-tarnished silver of the last Marshall Cohn, of blessed memory, when he was getting ready to move out of his childhood home into his first house. He was 6o-something at the time. Anyway, Deb and I were there helping him and cleaned silver that was absolutely black with tarnish. There was a sense of deep satisfaction bringing those ancient silver pieces back to rights. And now Avi has some pressed shirts to wear, it's all good.

My stomach is back to normal, but I'll continue to eat light meals for the duration. I think it's a better way to go in any event.

You know how you can't effectively take vacation at home since the chores stand up and scream at you every time you enter a room? That's how I'm feeling now, I think I'll go address the boys' thank you notes from their birthdays a month ago.

OK, I'm not insane, this is NO vacation. Which reminds me, I have disability forms to complete.

It's so nice to have a computer where I need it most - like with me and for my use all the time.