Bits of Trifling Trifles

Hello, all members--

Had a hard time finding inner motivation this morning--something to do with awakening with a middling headache, after Elspeth slept on my chest at five a.m., and then cranked up the radio (country station, "It's All Right to be Little Bitty!" a song Martin describes as "discouraging.") Realized I had not showered since Saturday night. ICKY.

(I showered.)

My mother left this morning, and I found inner motivation hard to locate (where WAS it hiding?), especially with ice caking the front stairs. Luckily Sally called and invited me to find she and Ben at the library, which I had not patronized in eons. I had a lovely time (there's a funky little dog in the kid's section who will bite if tantalized) and brought home fresh Shirley Hughes books. So thanks, Sally, for giving my inner guts a kick in the ribs.

Mom and I watched "Northanger Abbey" last night--fun--what did you women think? I have a copy, Nancy, to pass on to you, thanks to Sal the gal. Looking forward to Sunday. Any news on what sort of cake we should eat? Is chocolate it?

Does anyone want to go to the mall Thursday/Friday morning? I have to hit Children's Place, which, by all reports, [was]/is full of sales--found we were squeezing poor Merry into itty-bitty underoos and must do the right thing and buy more. I'm not a mall walker by habit but it might be a rather nice outing given company. Does Motown have C's P? They have a play place. . .anyone up for it?