Wednesday, 1 July 2015


And here we are, exactly one week after the birth of my precious granddaughter. (You can read about it here if you missed it; God, I was AMAZING. No stretch marks!) 

There are so many things I could and should be writing about today ... such as Dennis Rodman entering rehab (ya think?), which I hope is not just some North Korean euphemism for "firing squad" ... but for the past seven days this right here is all my life has been about. I'm pretty sure you get it. If not, please have Dennis Rodman check you for a pulse. Providing, of course, he still has one himself.

Anyway, just a quick note to say I'm overdosing on milk-scented adorableness and her mother right now. Please stay tuned. I won't be able to stay this pleasant for long.