11:37 and all our annoying errands are done: groceries bought and recyclables sorted, trash retrieved from the shed and the whole lot dumped, mail mailed. Of course the one thing I need to mail did not make it the post office, but that one thing (well, make that two) has been sitting on the kitchen table for a month now. There. Proof I am not perfect.

The best thing about errands with Bebe Lulu is listening to her being charming and polite with all we meet. Especially women with gray hair, whom she greets as "Grandma!" When I told her one of these fine ladies was not her grandma, she responded, not unannoyed, "I know!"

It's fucking freezing up here right now. 15 in the sun.