And all I actually have to offer as a writer, is my version of life.
— Anne Lamott
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
AND SO IT GOES
Melinda sent me pictures of Emmy this morning. Cooder sat in the window as I started my day. Just another one to get through. No disasters, no specific backsliding. And I got in a nice nap. Everyone complained about the heat, but somehow I escaped the brunt of it.