The federal taxes are done. The medical expenses took a while. They were all in one place, but there were so many this year. I had hip replacement surgery and my poor sweetie had two colonoscopies. For some reason, the state forms would not download properly. After backing in and out a couple of times, everything loaded like it should. I had a little trouble with one aspect, mainly because we had something different this year. It doesn’t matter that much because we came from a state that had much higher taxes so we had a lot more taken out than we needed .
Doug is all ready drawing lines on the kitchen counter top in anticipation. This kitchen is very tiny and has a useless peninsula that keeps me from being able to stand next to the oven with the door open. The pink counter-tops and the pink floor tiles are definitely going. We saw a nice blue and grey at Loews that we really liked.
Waiting for Spring.
to this:
. I wish I had one for St. Patrick’s Day, but I do have a green Easter egg.
Two hours before high tide and it’s already over the neighbor’s bulkhead. Ours is about a foot higher. 
I am not happy today. There are strange men next door. They have loud machines. They took away a big pile of branches where tasty critters hide. They knocked down one of the trees and cut it up into little pieces and made even more noise. There aren’t going to be any critters around for weeks.
They only took one skein of yarn. I can still make a pair for me, too. They will be going out to Nancy as soon as we find an envelope to put them in. It’s weird how one looks bigger than the other.
Maude was busy doing her job. “Catch those voles, Maude! Good girl!”
Looks awful, doesn’t it?
Here I took a needle and picked up every other row to help keep track of which row I was on.
Here I am crocheting the stitches up the rows.
You can’t even tell.
It was also a good day to hang out the wash. 
Here is the other direction. Enjoy your day.
at MD Sheep & Wool last May and I have no idea what I was planning to do with it. I believe at the time I had something in mind, but now I am clueless.
No. Maude did not get puked on. I hate to even think what she would do if that happened. Anyway, he did it when I was up to my eyeballs in cake batter and blueberries. Yes. It was Sandy’s recipe. I managed to scoop up Elvis and push him out the back door. My screaming brought Doug with offers to help. He got the sweater down and proceeded to holler for instructions. I had to make two trips to the basement before I was able to get back to the cake. Then, Doug started hovering in the kitchen. I had to growl at him three times before he went away. I needed the cake finished and myself cleaned by 5:30 and he wasn’t helping matters. He decided it was a good time to take Gus for a walk.
See the brick walk Doug put down.
Up a Creek in Lower Slower Delaware 