Miss Swervin Irvin swung out for a 24 hour visit yesterday. The girl is fabulously newly engaged and glowing from head to toe. While I was over the moon excited to visit it with her, it could hardly compare to the excitement Jackson had. He literally, I kid you not, jumped over the car console from backseat to front when she opened the car door, and proceeded to fall out of the car. He was squealing like a pig, hyperventilating and trying to make out with Kate, me and Charlie all at once. He clearly has a soft spot for his Auntie Swervin who raised him as much as I did in NYC. Maybe even more since I was off gallivanting around with a certain cute blond boy a lot of the time...
Ben- recovering from his weekend with the boys....:
And I'm now up in Grass Valley for a couple of days- poor Grams is going under the knife tomorrow and I - being the only person with loads of free time on my hands - offered to play chauffeur. Least I could do since she carted me all over town when I had my hernia. I'm quite happy to do this for her, but good lord someone should have told me we had to leave the house at freaking 5:15. Are you kidding me? I'm fairly certain they schedule procedures after the sun comes up but whatever.
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