|spalding gray, rip.|
|sugar doughnut, queen of doughnuts.|
In the game of worse or better, should I keep a running tally? or is the worse/better dilemma best assessed in an ongoing pulse-taking? Well, I haven't been keeping score, so at this moment: short walk with a recovering Bruiser, good dinner, new book looks promising, my feet hurt and so does my hip, but it's almost time for bed, there is a gorgeous potted hydrangea on my kitchen counter, and tomorrow is another day. I say: better.
|gratuitous, possibly manipulative flower shot (in lieu of adequate conclusion? you be the judge.)|