Up, but I saw my shadow.

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Well, and I am only awake because my mom called back.  I phoned last night.  She is sounding good.  Apple butter, more pickles of various sorts, I think she had tomato canning finished for the year.  I was lamenting housecleaning and she suggested that if I thought one was bad I ought to try two.  I should have just told her that an allergy to dirt doesn't count and friends with benefits doesn't count.  :p  Now I remember why I am always in trouble with her.  Wise guy.

A long sleep in spite of napping long yesterday.  And I still can't quite dig out.  It is raining, cool, and dark.  I can't quite kick out.  Ribs are becoming sore from sleep, but I can't pull up and out.  Oh, well, and I did see my shadow.  Or was it one of the cats?  Though perhaps that counts anyway, if that is what they are doing.  Which is why I am glad I am my size and they theirs.  They hunt, even so.  Even so the sneaky little rolling furballs can't usually sneak up on me.  Mostly dead and I am still a terrible hunter... predator.  Sometimes I even sneak up on them.  But then I love watching cats leap.  Yeah, wise guy.

Well, back to bed.  I am hoping to rest up well enough to do some work this afternoon.  The emptying and refilling the auto is the first thing, then dishes, then a shower and something edible.  Mother said ham and cabbage was a good mix too, I may try it.  Something very simple for tonight.  Though if you want something with just a bit more snap, make a white gravy while at it.  Either flour and milk, or cream and milk.  I do the latter for obvious reasons.  Though if you like it thinner, a bit of cornstarch and milk would do as well.  Lots of ways to skin a cat, wise guy.

Later.