I haven't gone to sleep yet. But it's an ER night, so I didn't bother going to bed. Due to critical patients it's taking them forever. The nurse is in the middle of trying to get a line.

Hope you get the right amount of drugs on board soon.

It's been an interesting weekend. On Friday I joined a gym, and I'm going to try some weight training and see what I can do about my hips and knees. Hubby gets the same gym paid for by Medicare--yay, socialized medicine!--and is all disgusted that he can barely work the 5-pound weights when he used to be able to bench press his body weight. He wasn't held together by rubberbands and staples before.

One of our housemates is moving out, yay! I'll soon get a nook of my own for my books and genealogy.

And I'm at work, boo. Hopefully the insurance adjusting and contractor world is getting ready for the game, though I imagine they're going to be trying to finish stuff off so they can focus on the game later.

ON the drive in at 5 AM on Sunday, the radio normally is playing the public affairs programming they brag about but don't want to air when they have actual listeners, but this morning I lucked out with an interview with the assistant conductor of the Utah Symphony. The interviewer loves classical music and opera, so it was very interesting. There was a lively bit towards the end on the subject of miking classical singers, with the interviewer coming down on the side of, If you're an opera singer, you'd better be able to sing loud enough to fill an opera house, and the assistant conductor pointing out that sometimes they're not singing in an opera house, they're singing in a symphonic hall, which is not the same thing. They closed with musing that if Beethoven had had access to "amplifiers that could be cranked to eleven, he would have been using them!" "Yes, he definitely would."

Much more fun than the usual, grimmer discussion of poverty/homelessness/education/social service funding they normally air.

Teppy=HAWT! That outfit it so die for!

We decided to do a nacho bar for the Super Bowl today.

Wow, Steph. You look awesome!

So MUCH stuff I have had a hard time letting go of...not because I want to use it, but because I don't really know how to sell it intelligently.

I am Bonnie, but I bet I have more stuff. My father was the only child out of four brothers and sisters on one side and one of only two children on the other side. Also, my mother is known has someone who Saves Things, so we have family stuff from people we're not even related to. Some of it I want to sell, but some of it I really want to give to people who will cherish it for who owned it and the story behind it.

We usually have calzones on Superbowl day, because I can make them ahead and freeze them in the vast quantities necessary to feed a houseful of teenage boys. But we have no kiddoes this year. But I`m still craving calzones.

The formula for how many sheet sets that I heard is N + 2, N being the number of beds in that size (twin, queen, etc) that you have. That way, if you have two queen beds, you have four sheet sets, two on the beds, one on the shelf and one in the wash. More if you have coordinated sheets with decor....

some of it I really want to give to people who will cherish it for who owned it and the story behind it.

Unfortunately, all the people who know the story behind it don't care about the things. They're the ones who sent everything.

Timelies all!

We're not having people over for the Superbowl, so we'll order pizza, and munch on chips and salsa.