The good:
If you aren't exactly sure why all that is good, check this out:
Yeah, teenagers are good for the heavy lifting snow blowing.
The bad:
My old Palm Zire 22 suffered a cracked screen. eBay to the rescue. $79 from me to a seller with 5,000+ sales and a satisfaction rating of 99.9%. Yay!
Oops.
Grrrr. Matthew and I have futzed with this on and off for several days, both with and without the instructions to hand. I guess it's time to fire off an email to the vendor. Time wasted.
The rest:
Actually, the rest is pretty darned good. A package came in the mail. Addressed to Matthew. But he had warned me not to open anything that came from this place. (We are delaying Christmas until later in January when Andrew is home for 2 weeks.)
The package is about 24"x24"x4", is fairly light, and rattles slightly. Not yarn. Whatever could it be? No guesses in the comments, please, I'm keen to be surprised.
More of the rest:
When I went to bed last night I swear there were three preemie hats on this little table next to my chair. This morning, one. The other two seem to have disappeared off the face of the earth.
Golly gosh, whoever could be responsible?
Hannibal: Who, me? I've been sleeping on this comforter since October.
En Esch: Who, me? What preemie hats? Erm... quick, look over there! A badger with a gun hat!
