I didn't leave the yard today except to get the mail and paper. And I didn't really get much of anything done.

I suppose in a day or so all the this and that will coalesce into something moderately tangible.

But not today.

I had a bit of urgent banking to do this morning, and when I left the bank a train was coming through town. I took the easy way out and picked up some fried chicken at Church's. That took just about the time needed for the intersections to more or less clear, and off I went for a few things at WalMart--mostly feline-related, of course.

Tomorrow I need to remember to take the full trash barrel up to the road. I don't wait till the night before collection day, but take it there when it's full.

The weather is brisking up a bit--the furnace comes on during the night. And the cats often seek out the human heating pad.

Spots is especially cuddly and has found himself a handy "nest" when I am semi-curled up. It works for me! A good trade-off.


This Sunday is the last game of the regular season. (Of course I'm going!) The Saints' win over Atlanta this past Monday put them into the playoffs. Whether they win or lose this Sunday won't affect that, but a victory would be good mentally.

It's nice that they are ending the regular season at home, and I expect there will be a good crowd.

Their record during the season, however, may have killed any chance of a playoff game at home. Oh well--the money I put up for the playoff package will go towards next year's season tickets.

Hope the weather tomorrow and the rest of the week inspires me to do some outside stuff.