Finishing in 1 day a project I decided to do for one of my grandsons . . . being pain free, after 3 days of feeling like an arthritic 90-year-old . . . finally making it to the library—and not running into “my” midget while there. (Sorry, I know this isn’t politically correct, but I have a midget phobia. There is an angry one who hangs out at my local library, which is why I sometimes spend more time darting into aisles I wouldn’t normally visit in order to dodge him, than I do browsing for books) . . . the framed Renoir print I recently hung over my bed . . . lunching with a son and daughter-inlaw . . . reading Austin’s latest blog posts!