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I've had a couple of fascinating and disturbing interactions with Iris' mom since I last posted, but I'm reluctant, at least for now, to write about them here. I think I've already pretty well demonstrated that she's seriously ill. Sharing more anecdotes at this point would feel like plain old gossip, and that makes me uncomfortable.

(See what I mean about turning into a nice person? I used to love to gossip. Well, I suppose I still do. Just not as much. I'm still acclimating to this whole "nice" thing.)

So, in lieu of an update on the Iris saga, I've decided to turn my attention to other interesting areas of my life.

[breeze blows]

[leaves fall]

[a garbage truck screeches by and somewhere in the distance, dogs bark]

Um...

The boys got new shoes and haircuts over the weekend!

[....]

I paid some bills today.

I guess I'll be going now.