We didn't go to pilates yesterday; it was below freezing and didn't seem like a good enough reason to brave the roads. I still had half a loaf of bread, so didn't bake any, and plans for meals a few days ahead. Late in the morning, Captain and Vanessa arrived. Ray and I went out for a walk with Cameron and it was really sunny and warm, lots of melting going on. We even let the chickens out in the snow--although one of them went back to the coop to lay another egg. I'm so glad, I was afraid they might take to laying under the house or somewhere else if given the chance. But no, they seem to like the nesting boxes, so that is good news. It was Sylvia. I don't know if she is the only one laying eggs at this point.

I made some soup and Ray invited my parents to stay and play cards. After they left, I vacuumed all the floors pretty thoroughly and took a sponge to some of the worst places.

Ray had to be at UUFA at 4 for the macaroni western. I dropped him off and took a couple things to be returned, which went better than expected. I was back at the Fellowship in less than an hour. The dinner was delicious and everyone had a really good time. They made more than $1000. But when you think about the number of hours put in by so many people, it's really not that much money. I had volunteered to help, but apparently that meant clean up. I was appalled to find they used paper plates, plastic cups, and styrofoam bowls for the salad. I washed all the silverware and coffee cups and some of the utensils. By the time we left, I was pretty cross and tired and sore. It took a lot of the fun out of it. I don't know how we can recruit people to wash dishes. Maybe we should pay someone. It would take about $50 out of the profits. So it was after 10 when I went to bed.

This morning I woke up before 5, grumpy and stiff.