Fire

There is a brilliant "Rolling Stones'" song that includes the lyrics: "Don't play with me, 'cause you're playin' with fire." I just want to go on record that my Dad loses every chess game that he plays with me (O.k., maybe I let him have a couple to keep him going...). Here he is in the depths of loss! See his absolute depair? Sad, I know. I suppose I don't have to show the picture, but he does look a little dejected. Ah, the pleasure of putting him in his place! Wah ha ha ha ha!!!


Here is Toby, apparently tired! Look at the way he looks like he might be straight upright! He isn't, he's on his side. Pathetic. Ah, I love owning pets.



I subbed in music for the third day in a row. It was a pretty good! I have enjoyed it this week. The kids are actually really good. There are two classes that have had horrid times in music lately. Twice in a row! That's hard with me (I am usually too nice). Still, they did better today since their teachers had obviously threatened them. I was amused.

I mowed the lawn. I watered the garden and Cora worked on her dresses. I cut some BBQ pork and that is what we had for dinner, though Cora was going to make Friend Rice...turns out we weren't hungry after the pork...still, the fried rice will make a good meal on Sunday or Monday.

Is it Friday yet?