More 'hmph'. Silly of it to clash with Lent.

heh. I don't think it was originally meant to serve the same audience.

Yay smonster in town!

Waiting to see if my houseguest wants to go pick up Central Grocery muffelettas before going to the beer festival or to the walk in clinic...

Oww. My ankle is killing me. Do not want.

The David Walliams stuff is great. I've been watching stuff as it pops up on my internet haunts. He did one called, I think, Generation Gap, with his mother? TOO CUTE.

Ouchie, Hil. Wishing you less ankle pain. I can empathise - my joints do not want to stay put today. That socket is there for you for a *reason*, shoulder. Stay in it.

I don't think it was originally meant to serve the same audience.

Hmph. It's like how they purposefully make Hanukkah right near Christmas because they know my Girl will have to choose between celebrating the latter with me or going to Israel for the former, yes they do.

He did one called, I think, Generation Gap, with his mother? TOO CUTE.

The Generation Game - a very popular show here in the 80s. I completely loved his mother's reaction to the pottery handle!

Are you up to wearing steel toes yet?

Uhhh, I would recommend the kind that have hard plastic instead of steel, considering.

I did finally make it to where I'm staying, no thanks to her. We drove around and around and then she finally dropped me at a corner and told me it was on that block. Not so much - it was two blocks away and one block over. And I had two rolling suitcases telling the world I'm a tourist. But I got there, and B happened to be there, and I crashed on a lovely couch.

And now I'm at the Village and have seen Smitty and Mack and Joe and sorted some trash, and all is well.

I'm glad you did get where you were going, smonster.

Hil, I hope your ankle eases up on you soon.

You know what's nice about Spring in these northerly places? That's when sunbeams become warm enough to be of interest to the feline population of the household. Harvey is totally bogarting the nice patch of sun on the living room floor, sitting upright, basking, with his eyes shut, just breathing.

Hil, feel better. The weird ups and downs of the weather are reminding me of where all of my aches and pains are.

I went to PT this morning, and TCG is currently at a day long conference for work. Not our funnest Saturday ever, but I'm currently waiting for him to come home so that we can find some zeppole for St Joseph's Day, which will hopefully be much more fun.

Just spent an hour digging up what will be a flower bed. Yanking out weeds is surprisingly therapeutic.

Also, using my mom's old tools. That made me happy. I'm planting daffodils and irises, which she liked. I planted some of her lilies here last year, and they're already starting to come up.