Who knew that stitches hurt more coming out than going in? I should have, I knew they'd numbed me to put them in. They certainly didn't to take them out. Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, one for each of the little buggers. But they're gone and it all looks good.
Who knew that if you put a bright, white bedspread on your bed that the cat would hack up a hairball on it? Should have known, she's been hacking them all over the house. Here's hoping the stain comes out, I sprayed it, washed it on gentle and hung it on the clothes line as per the instructions on its tag.
Looking forward to Mother's Day tomorrow, get to Skype with our daughter and have lamb for lunch. Only thing that could make it better would be to have her here..