Sunday

John has taken the children to the library, and right now I'm vacuuming and sorting and dabbing at carpet stains with foaming spray bottles and taking out trash, but I had to blog that I was taken for my own children's grandmother for the first time today. Well, maybe the second. I was recently assumed to be my father in laws wife, but that was by a doddering older gentleman in a bee hat. Anyway, in my neck of the woods, as in many necks of the woods, I certainly could be my children's grandmother. What next?