Hmmmmm...I'm not doing so well in posting here am I? There just hasn't been too much to say, same old thing going on. I'm not insane yet but my hasband seems to have me on a one way track there.

Let's see...I tried to sleep late on this wonderful day off work. Couldn't do it. Kept having to get up to pee, my back was breaking in half, and I kept hearing Mr. Doom going in and out the squeaky back door. I got up, read a few things, went to the bank, drove through a downpour which knocked out traffic lights and flooded streets, that's always fun, and visited the libbrary where I took my sweet time and came out with a bunch of Robert B. Parker books I want to re-read plus two new, I think, Star Trek books about Spock. Then I cooked supper. Should I nominate it in the most boring day contest?