So, I’m not writing in here much because it’s a grandkids summer and the 2 oldest are here now. Last night we took them to a “Street Poetry” reading in downtown Columbia, supposed to start at 6pm, finally got rolling around 8pm & went on for 2 hours. The heat was INDESCRIBABLE with highs over 100 during the day, heat index who knows where? This was an outside poetry reading on a public downtown street. Very interesting. VERY HOT. The sweat was rolling down my neck & back, & my hair literally looked like I just came out of the pool. Raven about melted. He asked me if he could return to air conditioning. The bagel shop was open & giving out free water.
Our 9-yr-old grandson Caspian totally got into it and went to the mic and recited his poem, “Don’t yell at me!” which he did at school. The crowd totally loved it.
We stopped by the hotel where our son works as a valet & then went home and got in the pool after 10pm. It was heaven. Having a neighborhood pool that is cared for by the Neighborhood Assoc. & we have access to 24/7 is pretty much as close to heaven as you can get.
Doctor Grandma 
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