More gratitude

Pino is still good. I worry about him all the time now that he's 15.
My car is still fine although it's squealing differently.
I came to Rita's house all worried as usual and things were good. I still can't wait to move out though.

Can't remember if I wrote this last night, but Anita won the mayoral election. She's our first woman mayor. And Mark won town clerk. Now that I think of it, I think I might have wrote that already.