Back from Sag Harbor

We left Sag Harbor at 9:30 and made the Jersey Turnpike in good time. The plan, from the beginning, had been to detour into Pennsylvania and head into Northeast Philadelphia to visit Adam's grandmother, who he calls Mom-Mom (she cared for him for two years while his father was working and his mother was caring for his brother in the hospital, so she became like a second mother). She just turned 92, and is in better health than me. She drove us to a local restaurant for lunch, and then we sat in her apartment and I listened to fascinating stories from her adolescence in the 1930's, like how she and her gay male best friend got falsely engaged so his stalker lover would back off. She still wears the pearl and diamond ring he gave her when she was 15.
We got home at 8:30, watched TV for a while, cleaned the litter boxes, and ate Philadelphia pastrami on rye. We have tomorrow off, and we'll use it well -- we need to go grocery shopping. The next few weeks will be insanely busy, as we have appointments to keep and errands to run.
Also, I must point out that Charlotte has been wonderful while we were gone. Since she has a house key, she came by every couple of days to play with the cats and do some organizing. Our bedroom and the spare room have never looked so organized. She even organized Adam's socks. We brought home a little plastic box full of sand and shells and rocks from Long Beach, as a gift for her, since she likes to collect sand and dirt from around the world.
I am very tired now, but very refreshed, and very happy.