Better, but not yet well.

[holly_evolving]

Craig has been doing so many sweet little things for me: he picked up my new glasses and brought them to me, he got me juice, he's visited me--and now he's going with me to drop my car off tonight for an oil change, which means he's also taking me to and from work tomorrow. So I got him a bag of mini Almod Joys. They're his favorite. I can't stand them, but I don't have to eat them.

His grandma's worse. I wish she could just settle down. I understand why she can't and so does their family, but it's still a nightmare for them.

Lucy's checking out the keyboard.