It's Sat morning and I should be at the things I want to do. Computers are somewhat like good books or soap operas- they stimulate but don't create. The hockey game was great fun last night. The home team got 8 and the others got Less. I was tired after painting or trying to paint the small space between wall and ceiling for the fussy volunteer painter of the choir room. It would help if I didn't need to move a 8 foot ladder around. I may or may not get called to finish, I may or may not care.
Then there was the funeral lunch to help with and of course some visiting. Meanwhile the snow is melting.
Then there was the funeral lunch to help with and of course some visiting. Meanwhile the snow is melting.