Saturday

No pictures today.

I have been looking at the fish painting all day and have decided I lied.  It is NOT finished.  The water is SO bad.  And the fish's belly is too white, and he needs a bug, and an eye, etc.




Barrie is on poop patrol in the back yard this afternoon.  Snow is gone, and the dog poop is all in sight.  I don't know what happend in the front yard this morning.  Looked like the garbage truck exploded.  There were boxes and paper all over.  Must have been something on the front porch, and something got into it.  It's all picked up now.


Tracy called this morning.  Her old phone died, and she has a new one.  She uses her phone as a calendar, address book, and all kinds of things.  She wasn't able to retrieve her calendar from her old one, so was putting in everyone's birthdays while we talked.

Am still collecting recipes that sound good for the new George Foreman grill.  Barrie fixed hamburgers the other night, not on the new grill.  They had lettuce, mushrooms, onions, and cheese.  The George Foreman grill might be great, but nothing beats a Barrie Burger.