Well, neither of us did anything much for "the feast of Stephen": James woke up with a violent sore throat and having had little sleep because of a stuffy nose, stayed home from work to ingest soup and lozenges; I had laundry to do and some painting projects I wanted to work on. The exciting part of the day was chasing a garbage truck down the street. While working on the painting projects (two small shelf boxes that I would like to go in the hall bathroom, a corner shelf for the den, and a formerly black frame turned apple red to frame an apple print for the kitchen), I watched some of fifth season M*A*S*H (my birthday gift from James) and an episode each on the three Lassie TV series DVDs I'd found in WalMart.
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