Got a few other things done since I last posted (see Press Room Shanty Sing thread) AND I got the dishes running through.

Now all I have to do is mix up a new batch of margaritas for the fridge (disclaimer: I just drank one with supper) and I can retire to my bed with a cat, a book, and a drink. And call my sister to make sure she survived yesterday.

I'll tear up the box that needs to go out in tomorrow's trash tomorrow morning. That means Rufus can nibble at it all night. (I swear that cat has a celulose deficiency!)

Linn