It’s a reasonably pleasant spider-day here, too. I seem to be over the worst of “la gripa,” as the Mexicans say, or “the crud,” as we call it. At least I have enough energy to get up and stay up.
Tom has gone to mow the lawn for the Envirothon coach (for pay, although he’d do it as a Gesture if she hadn’t offered cash). She’s going to loan us a book about Invasive Species, for the extra Science Olympiad event Elen’s just been hit with.
After Kathleen’s first nap (just begun) and before her second one, we’ll go to the library and get the CDs of “Anna Karenina” back. Then I’ll have 3 weeks to listen to the second half. Will nerdy Konstantin Levin and dizzy Princess Kitty find bucolic happiness? Will Stepan Arkadievitch’s wife bump him off before he bankrupts them or infects her with an incurable social disease? Will the Communists assassinate Andrei Karenin before he bores them to death? If you know, don’t tell me!
Excellent news.
I can't imagine listening to Russian authors on audio. I can barely stay awake when I have to read them. <shudder>
I’m very happy to hear that you’re better, T-c. Every time someone says they’re under the weather, I worry like a Jewish mother, and I’m not Jewish.
My target month for this car is now August. Whatever money I have around then will be going into it. (Plus the trade-in price on the Neon.) That seems reasonable.
Then when I transfer next year and go to a boat in the wintertime I can pay the entire thing off after one or two patrols.
Morning, y'all! Planning Three Sisters approach to gardening this year. Unfortunately obtained seeds before considering approach, so we have the wrong sort of beans (bush rather than pole) and the wrong sort of squash (2 out of three, anyway).