Monday after Easter.... in Flash

This picture is from April 2006. I remember the day - not for this picture but for some of the others with it.

Maybe this one. Maybe not.

It's early Monday morning. I seem to have some time on my hands. No doubt it will disappear. It always does.

We stayed home yesterday. It was raining, not a very pleasant day and Jim had calves to take care of.

I did not do much. I took a random New Yorker to bed and read about life on the USS George H. W. Bush aircraft carrier and about cave explorers in Mexico.

I've been emptying out the freezer so we had fish and chips for supper.

I plan to finally buy groceries tonight. Fruit and chips - luxury items - popcorn and frozen pizzas. Oh and laundry detergent. Gotta remember that.

I've spend a fair amount of time with the Springsteen biography by Peter Ames Carlin. Springsteen's background is interesting. He came from some kind of rough beginnings. There are reasons he writes the songs he does.

I guess I better find some socks and shoes and get moving. I have some cute little harnesses waiting for me. Thirty or more or so at two or three an hour. I will remember all the locks, I promise. I will either connect all the wires right the first time or I will get better at fixing them.