I woke with aches and pains which meant Himself had to deal with the early morning dog demands. I didn't surface until after 9.
I might sound mean but he is the one who refuses to make the back garden dog friendly and insists they are supervised which makes for cold, wet feet (mind and the dogs - he wears slippers). If I could let them out and go back to bed I would but if I have to supervise and call them back then I'm awake for the day.
Anyway I finally surfaced (as Himself slumbered on - he can easily go back to bed and sleep). I had a cuppa and faffed around on the interwebs.
I made a loaf of bread (2 actually - I made a smaller loaf for Sally to have with jam after school) and then a batch of biscuits. I put a load through the washing machine and vacuumed the floors so I think I did my bit.
Himself took the dogs to the off lead path and returned sooner than I expected with two muddy, wet dogs. They found the puddle!
Fortunately it was a warm sunny day and they dried off in the sun on the deck.
Himself went to The Shed and I picked the kid up from school.
We then walked around to give The Boy (who is called Jessie we found out) some of the Coles' Harry Potter thingies. He wasn't home but his mum was and she was so impressed with Sally's generosity.
As we walked over I saw this sure sign spring is knocking.
She wanted to draw me but apparently that involved me lying down and being traced around. Another day!















































