Currently 68Ferrets, up from 52F and supposed to top out at 72F. Please don’t pelt me with rotten vegetables!
We both have good taste for dinners. 
Re Ms. Peach, Ollie liked to play that same annoying game. I fixed his wagon! It happened that I needed a new sofa not long after he showed up. I made sure to get one low enough that his balls won’t roll under it. Heh, heh, heh. Sadly, it still doesn’t help when the damn balls roll under other furniture that is high enough to permit access… I guess he gets the last laugh.
Have one soon! Mine really hit the spot last night. 
I hadn’t made any for a long time, either, but it was like riding a bike. The only hard thing about making it was learning to handle dough that is so wet. And yes! The best for sandwiches! Happy birthday to Fang, and may your wig shopping be rewarding on Friday.
red, your supper sounds yum, too! I might make a version of that to use up the leftover chicken in my fridge tonight.
Glad your temperatures are moderating at last, BooFae!
Good luck with the new Parkinson’s drug, knots.
taters, you have far more patience than I would in your situation. One thing I always appreciated about my husband was that he viewed home decor as my exclusive domain. I did always ask his views, but the response was invariably, “Whatever you think best, sweetheart.” He was happy to organize the shop, so that worked out well for us. I wish you equanimity as you navigate this minefield of decisions! I agree you need your own space, and yes to the desk!
52, my apologies. I did have that understanding, but my response was sloppy. I should have included the words, “willing potential” bone marrow donor.
FCM, I’m sorry FCD had an unhappy visit with the doc. It sounds like you are taking a very positive approach to a challenging situation. May it all go well for you both.
Glad you got your own medical issues dealt with, coppertone.
I do, and he’s a whiz. Last time I saw him a couple months ago, he offered to put a little app on my phone/computer that would enable me to easily transfer photos off the phone. I didn’t bother because I didn’t foresee it would be this much of a challenge. I keep meaning to call him, but he’ll probably want me to come see him at his office (understandable!), and I’d rather wait until I have more substantive work for him to do besides just this.
Meantime, I’ll just have to keep trying to get better pics of Ollie with my camera – which I do know how to transfer to my computer. It’ll happen, just probably not fast.
And anyway, honestly? Just picture any standard black and tan dachshund you’ve seen, and you’ve got Ollie. He’s adorable, but a pretty standard issue.
More gutter cleaning today. I’m sllloooowwwwlllyyy getting it done. The spa is drained, but refilling and balancing chemicals will keep for another day or so.
Ollie is barking at the Invisible Mole People. Again. I’m expecting a delivery today, but that’s always chancy, especially with the USPS, so the intermittent barking is driving me a little batty(ier).
The foxgloves are in full bloom, so pretty. I know they can be dangerous to livestock (digitalis), but we have fields of them here in some places and they are gorgeous.
Time to take Ollie for a ramble.