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Year Three, Day 197: The Princess and the Pee

Quite a long day. I am going to briefly blog while my daughter feeds Baby Gracie. It's just us girls again. Her daddy is out hunting.

Again, I have noticed how my granddaughter is good for my social life. After teaching all day, my daughter and Baby Gracie picked me up. We drove out to see my son, his girlfriend, and her mother. I had not coughed all day. Until the drive. Then I coughed and hacked for the entire trip.

Luckily I had picked up some lozenges earlier from the Chinese grocer next door to the church where I teach.  "Prince of Peace Honey Loquat Candy"

These are amazing!

  I am really wondering if this is an anxiety cough.  Not sure why I was nervous. I know his girlfriend quite well. A very sweet young lady. And I had met her mother a few months ago. Also very sweet. But I had not been to their home. And it was dark, raining and heavy traffic. Worried a bit about the drive. My daughter is a good driver. Fear for our safety perhaps. They live in outer NE - Parkrose. We only had about 30 minutes to visit with them and then off to Vancouver we would go. To my daughter's church. She had a church meeting. I had Baby Gracie duty.

All went well. Actually a lovely evening
 Baby Gracie thrives on people contact. And I totally embrace my grandma role. I can move into the background and for once not worry about saying awkward things

Speaking of awkward things, I have gained a bit of weight. My clothes are too snug. I am proud to say that I am still hooping daily. However, I need to cleanse. Eat lots of fruits and veggies. My nerves seem to lead me to much binge eating.

Today was a bit better. Admitting it always helps. I've been transparent about my eating with my daughter. She says she needs to start eating cleaner again. We had spinach, mushroom, avocado salads for dinner. Topped with chicken and feta cheese. The dressing was a homemade vinaigrette. However, Baby Gracie had been fussy for several hours. When she finally settled down, we rewarded ourselves with buttered popcorn and ice cream!

Speaking of fussy baby, I hear her grunting
 I will have to end here and attend to her royal needs. We have been calling her the "princess and the pee" today. Princess Grace, it seems, will not tolerate a wet diaper for a minute!

Talk to you tomorrow!



P.S. My hooping video was taking forever to load yesterday
 So I leave you with two this evening: Days 159 and 160


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