Oct. 4

My son just explained to me why I couldn’t come to a decision about staying here, longer, or finalizing plans to go home. I liked what he said. It is that I am used to being in control and I can not control the  virus.  So, I guess, I just have to continue not being able to make up my mind. I am in an enviable position, here. I have two grandchildren  and a son to fuss over. This isn’t something that will last forever, so maybe I should just be in the moment. We had our weekly Saturday breakfast. Shrimp and grits. I figured that I could cook my grits and put them in the warm cycle of my rice cooker, and they would  stay hot for the whole meal. There is nothing worse than cold grits. Especially cold grits with cheese. The shrimp part of the meal was served in an elegant Revere pot. Trey chic. I am still on the quest of baking a sliceable ,grain bread. I am getting close. I made a 7 grain loaf that would have been perfect for slicing for sandwiches, if I had baked it in a bread pan. However, since I didn’t have  one, it turned out more rustic. Great for thick slices with  butter but not so perfect for even slicing ,mayo and filling. Now I can order something from Amazon. I was running out of ideas. A bread knife.

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04.07 | 08:10

I read the last page first too. It’s a family curse.

22.05 | 08:38

so glad youre here mom!

29.08 | 13:45

Don't quite know how this got to me but it was on the top line of my computer (not in email) But I really enjoyed it. I truly admire you.

31.07 | 07:02

Leona, do you have a date or a booked flight that you come back ?

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