Her Name Bubbles

Clamor for updates from camp Grandma is deafening. Hope this helps span time till t-day. Strange times. First week of nanny household just wrapped. All good. Here's Jane with Claudia. They seem to get along famously already.


The bald Buddha is eating her feet, sitting up without an assist, belching spectacularly, and generally hamming it up regularly.


Saturday night we were invaded by a platoon of small, blonde, juice drinking imps - first time 88 India has seen such mayhem. All options in play - coat hangers, dead soldiers, foot bath, Country Living. Great seeing everyone. The AARP early evening bender a roaring yes.



Finally got to meet Jane Apter. Proves my theory, all Jane's are foxes. This one rules, drinks beer, runs house.




Tried to get all the tiny dancers to pose for a group shot. Like herding minnows.


Then they got into the coat hangers.

Much needed assists.

Getting crazy as Coots.


AM Gold from this morning,


Big news, we are screening the film next week here in NYC. More on that later. We have the Pawel over in a few, running out to walk off the pimento cheese now.