Mom is doing great.
I am fixing a garage door today and starting work on an occasional table for the computer room.
My seventh grader has abandoned band; personality conflict with the instructor.
I wrote an epic post yesterday morning. Health updates, honey-do's that have gotten done as the result of the wife being home, and a really informative account of experiments with spaghetti sauce.
And Blogger ate it without a hiccup.
It was either an object lesson of why it's foolish to compose in the Blogger "create" window, or a program feature that prevents bloggers from making ill-considered references to flatulence.
I'm composing in notepad now.