Sis is going to come by in half an hour or so, having managed to overcome rush-hour traffic. Around here, it’s monstrous. She’ll come bearing gifts (good thing she’s not a Greek ;)) of books. The same books we schlepped over to their place last month. She doesn’t want them, on second thought, and Dad had expressed an interest in some of them. After that, she’s going to brave rush-hour again. That’s an act of bravery if I ever saw one. Chapeau!