Peach-shaped pancake

Vanessa, Ray and I went to the theater last night. We saw Sherlock Holmes: the Last Adventure (or something like that). The story was fun, but Rick Bedell played Sherlock Holmes and I didn't think he was very good. He didn't know his lines and mumbled to try to stall. Tom Tanner played Watson and he was much better. Anyway, it was fun.

I spent a lot of time working outside, although I can't really tell you what I got done. More weeding, mostly, which is a good excuse for sitting in the sun. Captain set out the peppers and eggplants under a cover of remay. I also made some bread and went to Jonny Howell's funeral. She was Bertha's close friend, who died suddenly Easter morning. They broke into her house when she didn't show up for church. I had no idea she was 86 years old! I had been planning to shower, but somehow it sneaked up on me, so I threw on some clothes and rushed off. I got there with 10 minutes to spare and got the last parking spot, so I'm glad I didn't take the time to shower. I would have been all flustered.