Slow Night

Today has been a slow one. . .I am in pain with a toothache, Sig had a double package of Skippy Peanut Butter drop on her foot (you can see the riveted lid marks too), Bob went to ski patrol, and we're waiting for Lars to show up and spread some joy.

Sig and I decided it was time to get me onto the blog craze. It's too bad I have nothing of importance to say...