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Ah...!

I got my long-awaited Niles and C.C. ep today! Here's a clip from YouTube, but I have a quality version to add to my Nanny favorites DVD.

Well, I did not do all of the things on my little list, but I did some of them.

I picked up an interesting-looking spray paint from Hobby Lobby for the strawberry bed. It gives it a rough-hewn surface meant to look like stone. That's the first time I ever spray-painted anything. I had no idea it was so easy, just point and spray. It was somewhat forgiving, especially since the texture is uneven by default.

I made a meat pie. Ah, it was good.

I am nearly done with a few of my books now, namely Wild Rain, Rebel Angels and The Last Man, so we will see how far I can get tonight.

It's rather clever in The Last Man, that Lionel actually contracts the plague but recovers from it, so no matter what happens, he can't die from it, and he's the last man. I didn't know they knew so much about medicine in the early 1800's. I'm fond of so many things about the book, but it really kills me at times with the authorial intrusion. I can't believe I started it in just May.

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