Fresh from their bronze medal victories in the California Central Valley swimming finals, my celebrity grandsons arrive on Monday (with my daughter, granddaughters and other grandson). My 12-year-old grandson is way taller than me and my 8-year-old is catching up. All that height means swimming medals and huge appetites. Not fun to go grocery shopping in the near 100-degree heat. My sainted husband is doing it!
I will be readying the house for the invasion. Putting aside my writing now . . .