What?

What? What do you mean that I need to learn something new with the changes of the computers? What do you mean that my creaky, gray- filled brain has to work harder. What do you mean that I have to think and poke and prod my way through a new software programs to upload and edit pictures....oh, my goodness really? Well, Dam*! Stomps foot here, shakes head and wishes for her old ride back, buyers remorse... (it was free). Just move on and figure this baby out. But not in a day. It might take me two. I love the way the computer flies at top speed when I am on line, but then I had to remind myself that I also use the computer to work. You heard me, work. And so far we are not playing well with one another on that front.

I think I was in at least two programs to get these pictures loaded and then posted. I already miss my old program because I knew how it worked.
This one is making me read, imagine that! How inconvenient.

Last week was bowls this week seems we are both making some form of pitcher (jug).
Me with the wee ones, creamers I call them but they can be used for other things such as heating maple syrup in the microwave. Oh, yeah!

They are looking mighty smug and proper  are they not?

And along with making pots we have started a taxi service for mice.
( don't read if you love mice!)
It seems that Monday we took a mother and her 3-4 babies all the way to Raleigh and back again.
In fact we have been riding them around for about 3 weeks.
I had noticed their not so discrete droppings a few weeks ago. I cleaned that up and hoped that was just a passing mouse.
Next time I opened the trunk there were more droppings.
I clean the truck again and placed a clever mouse trap I made inside and was riding around with a trap in the trunk. The next time I looked it was party time the whole truck was covered in many dropping.
On Monday we had to go to Raleigh and we just took them along not daring to put anything in there with them. Come on  this was not a lunch date.
When we got back Mark took the whole truck apart and finally found Ma and the babies- let us just say a quick hand with a vacuum cleaner took care of things.
This is not the first time we have had mice either in the trunk, wheel well or air filter.
Apparently air filters are a great place to keep nuts, who knew!?
Like I tell all my friends, we are living in a science project out here.
Back to driving around the web looking for trouble.
M