The damn dog bit me! I was waiting for Ray to leave for work, standing out on the porch, looking at the wet yard. The rain had stopped. Cameron was with me and he went after a peach pit on the railing. After all his digestive troubles the day before, I really didn't want  him to eat it. I told him "no" sternly and he spit it out. I told him how good he was and he picked it up again. The same thing over again. The third time I grabbed the peach pit from the porch--big mistake. He bit my finger enough for it to bleed--and it really hurt. This does not help you be on time for work. I grabbed a paper towel and tried to get it to stop before we got there.

More old files and routine stuff at work. Meeting with Meredith to talk about the week. Picked Ray up at 3:30. Went home and made lasagna with home-made tomato sauce Vanessa had frozen last spring. It was a little runny, so I put in a small can of tomato paste. I had some no-boil noodles and they worked great. It was in the oven in less than half an hour. Then we played cards in front of the wood stove. It was a gray cloudy day, even though the rain had stopped. It wasn't very cold--in the 50s, but the fire made it quite pleasant inside. We stopped for supper and the Captain found a few pieces of lettuce still growing--and a good-sized carrot. Everyone loved the lasagna too. I did not play very well and neither did Vanessa, but Ray had a high score and the Captain was right behind him, which made him cross.

Then we watched some more curling, which eventually put me to sleep. Ray had to wake me up to go upstairs at 11. I was pretty sound asleep on the couch.