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Dear Husband is home early today. I just gave him a lesson in how to find his AOL account through the Internet. It's scary to teach him computer things. He never forgets what you've taught him, and he builds on it. Soon, I expect him to take over the world.

I discovered last night that my youngest sis has been communicating with Cop Car. They've been finding out how much they have in common, which didn't surprise me at all. Now I know why both of them have been so quiet! *G*

I thought I had to take the cat to the vet today. I'm so glad I called to confirm the time of the appointment, because I would have been there a week early! It's time for his annual physical.

It's raining snow! We have this fine white stuff raining down. Nothing is accumulating. We're right on the edge of the temperature for snow, and by the time it touches the ground, it melts. It looks a bit foggy outside. A gray squirrel was just checking his stash outside my window. He looked, made sure something was there, and then nicely patted everything back in place.

We resumed exercise today. This is the last week of this session, so we managed to miss almost all of it. It was interesting to note how well the class was doing with the steps. When we saw them last, the choreography was new to them, and there were a lot of pauses and missteps. Today, they were all in step and made it look easy. There were a lot of hugs and welcomes. These people are like family to me.

I'm going to go play with quilt blocks. I meant to get more done yesterday, but somehow balancing the checkbook interfered. Darned paperwork!

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Cop Car:

Busted! Before Frankie went into a state of quietude, we had exchanged some "old war stories"--mostly about the Navy, the things we had done in life, and our taste in cars (we seem to drive the same make/model.) I was becoming a bit concerned about her not having the time to post, but am glad to see her back!

"Raining snow?" I like the image. And, I gotta get back to Hunky Husband's Afghan quilt. Nothing has been done on it since the end of the class sessions in November. *sigh* (It's hard to work on a quilt with clay all over one's hands!) I did buy some poster board to make a color chart as Jinny Beyer recommends in her "Color Sense" book that I bought several weeks ago.

When you get through with your paperwork, you could come clear my desk (it was cleared in December, but stuff accummulates quickly on me.)

I'm delighted that the two of you have so much in common! Did she tell you that she learned to throw pots in high school??

It seems that I knew about "gig lines," but I didn't know them by that name. My high school band director taught us about them, many years ago.

You can't go wrong with Jinny Beyer books. I may have that book on color.

And, as far as the paperwork is concerned, it may be a while before I can get to your desk. I started cleaning out the boxes stored on the "partner" side of the desk, and it's going to take me a while to go through everything. (sigh)

The good thing about all this is that the office will benefit from the tidying, and I'm making a point of putting things away as I finish 2006 papers, so this situations may improve, in time.

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