They don’t celebrate the patron saint of boxing in the USA.I’m here now, feeling better, surrounded by love and too much food. We’re all going to the last/first/whatever Star Wars movie this afternoon with 7 reserved seats and lots of popcorn.

I woke up this morning feeling back in control, well, not control exactly, but at home at last in my body. I could tell because I was “writing” before my eyes were open. Oh, I hope I have accumulated lots of energy (stored somewhere?) for all the things I want to and must write. Including my blog.

I’m very busy with my dear people. They’re gathering now to go to that movie. I had Pho noodles for lunch with my granddaughters and daughter. Popcorn next. (My Quincy family is very American.)

Anon, anon.