Have I mentioned that my grandmother knows a lot of people? Two hundred and forty-five people signed the guest book at yesterday’s celebration. The amazing thing is that, after greeting an unending guest line–for three hours–she knows that some people didn’t sign the book. Who could remember that?!?!?

Steve, Rob, Peter and I went to visit her today and she didn’t seem the least bit tired. I was sorry we didn’t get to stay longer. Sadly, Steve and Peter needed to get back to the house to watch the Superbowl.

Mom and I are having martinis upstairs which seems much more civilized.

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