Here we are — Terry Pratchett’s three witches. Nanny Ogg, Magrat (Lani) and Granny Weatherwax (Jenny). I’m the lustful one, of course. We’re off to Kathy’s for a divine breakfast, then to Home Goods, where I don’t need anything at all, and then back home again. I cleaned out my fountain pens so they’re ungunked, and I’ll start the new Rohan book later today.
I turned off the phone when things from home got stressful — before Jenny and Lani could take it away again. They’ll probably steal it, so if someone tried to call me and I don’t answer, that might be why. It also might be because I never carry the cell phone with me because I’m not used to getting a signal.
BTW, my default cell ring is “Ma-na-ma-na” by the Muppets. Very cheery.
My waist is small, I’ve been constipated for weeks, pancakes await. I feel a lot less stressed down here, and it’s so great to have Lani here as well. I miss her so much, but I know what it’s like to have a lot of people need me, and family has to come first. But she’s looking gorgeous and happy, she loves teaching and she’s been doing the couch to 5k chased by Zombies running program, so she just glows with health. Jenny and me, not so much, but we’re getting there.
And Jenny’s house is looking wonderful! You should see the kitchen. It’s lucky she can see the big picture, because I would have given up long ago, but slowly but surely she’s turning her magic cottage into a gem. And man, it has the best mattresses and the best show in the world. Plus the best dogs. And the best friends.
I’m going home on Thursday because Richie is blue and missing me (because he’s dealing with the same loss and he’s a worried and if possible, he loved Phantom even more than I did, but I don’t know if that was possible). And I want to see as much of the grandchildren as I can before they go, and we’re off to the PNW for three weeks in October. Which I hope will help me let go, because it’s a good move on their part.
Anyway, I hear Lani’s wonderful laugh coming from the kitchen as she and Jenny figure something out. Sisters are the best thing in the world, if you open your heart to them.