how is it possible, when yesterday it was a balmy 12 degrees, spring coat weather, scarf-free weather, to be thrust into such wet conditions today.  weather rules out too many good options with the chickadees… no outside rollerblading, no walking the smapp dog together, and not being able to just get the little dickens out of the house and out from underfoot.

there’s only so much entertainment in the tower, and then a head is likely to pop off.

so - today is now a day to make sauce. and stay sane. sauce is a given, sanity, not so guaranteed. guerilla grocery run, coming up.