So Colin has been off the whole week. And if I hear one person say,"Wow, that must be nice," I will hit them because the baseball season is looming right around the corner.

We haven't been especially social since the "Big One" hit but at least we have been getting out of the house. I noticed driving through the neighborhood today that some people have no tracks in their driveway meaning they haven't left the house in six days. Haven't left the house. In six days. Haven't. Left. The. House. In. Six. Days. Granted we do live on retirement row but come on folks, the world is passing you by, albeit it an icy world.

I hate the clothes this weather forces me to wear. I haven't had on a cute pair of shoes in a week. And for some reason I also don't feel the need to wear eye makeup. I don't know why.

On a positive note, on Tuesday we discovered that the new Grandy's down the road is open for business. The service was wonderful and the rolls were the stuff dreams are made of. Cason gives the mashed potatoes two thumbs up (he is quickly becoming a carb and starch lover...which is good or he couldn't be in my family).




Hey...who knew you could sell used diapers? I wish someone would have told me that nine months ago. My question is...can I charge extra for smell?