These aren’t all the photos. I’m working on moving my Gallery to WordPress’s built in, so all you get are the photos I had handy on my iPhone.
Taffy (my grandmother) is 90 years old today. 90. Nine – zero. Blind as a bat, deaf as a post, drinks like a fish, rarely eats unless we harass her, used to smoke like a chimney. She’s doing fantastic for someone in as bad shape as she is. And yes, I call her Taffy.
Love you, Taf!