This afternoon, I found out that my Grandma Ruth had died. She had a heart attack and went quick. Which is a blessing in it's own way. Not lingering and fading slowly like my other grandma. In her honor tonight, I write this.
I have just watched Babe, listened to some kickass stride piano, ate my stash of truffles, and drunk some Scotch in her honor. May she and her magical jazz fingers always stay with me. She will be sorely missed,but always be with me and the rest of her family. As my boo would say, she was a BAMF.