Good Ole K-Town
My childhood was magic. Pure magic. In large part because of Bill and Coco. Iconic duo. Grandparents extraordinaire. I don't have the adequate adjectives right now to describe them. Someday I'll write a whole book dedicated to their characteristics and lives. I spent four perfect days with them and my mom and dad and siblings last week. Bill is recovering from hip surgery like Superman. And my dad's parents, Grandma and Grandpa. They're equally good and magical and kind and generous and fun and caring. My grandma was in an awful accident at the end of the summer and used one of her nine lives to survive and thrive. Xanthe let me use her fancy new eye liner on her and I think she looks fierce! Tizzy (I mean Tamantha, Tammy for short) did our nails at her salon My dad and his incomparable book collection at his law office (he also has a huge bookcase at his home) -- he even has a section dedicated to books we've read in our Father-Daughter bookclub For Xanthe's...