But I just don’t have anything new to say. Nothing has really changed, I’m still crippled, Mrs. the Poet is still pushing her walker around, trees are still having sex and I’m still in the splash radius of it causing my allergies to flare up, and all the other things that are normally not right.
The one thing new is that the elder daughter is visiting from Scotland now that Trump is out and the pandemic restrictions on travel have been lifted. She works for the NHS in Scotland so she’s totally up to date on all the boosters because it’s required by her employer. And of course free because she lives in a civilized country. She hasn’t been back since 2016 because of Trump &co. screwing up the country. But Biden is marginally acceptable so she came back to see us and Alex specifically. She’s very fond of her little (or not so little as he is now) nephew. She brought cookies (or as they are called there “biscuits”) and candies from Scotland to share with us. They are vegan, of course.
But other than that I don’t have anything new to relate. It’s just the same thing over and over and over. Just a little worse than it used to be.
Witch on a Bicycle 