"2026" is wild. It seems impossibly futuristic and old at the same time.
We had dinner at Mom's, corned beef with cabbage and potatoes and carrots and black eyed peas. Her food is so good. I love to eat my Momma's cooking.
Cora and I walked a little over a mile and a half, down to the local coffee shop and back through the park. She has to log 30 minutes of physical activity for 14 days straight for Scouts, and today is a day for beginnings.
G spent the day with Sheli, curling hair and chatting and visiting a witchy coffee shop. Cora was over there yesterday and made a pillow. God bless Sheli.
G has a friend spending the night tomorrow, so we have to get the house company ready. This is her first guest since she's moved into her own bedroom; it's sort of a big deal. My goal is to assist G in being an excellent hostess while also not embarrassing her. Pray for us.
More soon. Tonight, and maybe for a minute, I'm checking a box. But look! I'm checking the box!
Happy New Year, happy 2026. May it bring you only good things.
