What to my wondering eyes should appear...
the fridge is clean, the living room clear!

Martha’s back. (And not a moment too soon in her estimation. )
It looks like she grew another inch over the summer - though she’s concerned that Chuck may overtake her in the height department. Now she’s under official interdict not to grow at all until Auntie’s wedding in December. Bridesmaid dress rules, dontcha know.

It was so nice to hug her and talk in person. Then as I was headed up to bed around 10:00, she said, “I’m not sleepy. I think I’ll clean out the fridge.” And I don’t mean eating everything...