Chicken soup and poker night

Not at my best this week, bit worried that flu is on its way.  Had a good chicken soup, not homemade but almost as good as my auntie Esther used to make.  It did the trick and I felt refreshed.  Tonight is poker night with the boys and one of the crew - a youngster - is leaving to work in New York so it is a farewell evening.  I won't see my little angel now until the weekend, the other grandparents are visiting and i don't want to crowd them out.  I will have her to myself next week so i can indulge.  If the weather is fine I can wheel the Bugaboo.  Isn't that dandy!