Good Morning . . . Atlantic Canada is cold, very windy, and (surprise, surprise) it's RAINING

This is becoming very tiresome.
The finger is free of bandage this morning and feeling pretty good. Sure looks a little funny . . . guess it will have a shiny, kind of bald looking tip for quite some time. I remember a TV program where the bad guy shaved off all his fingertips in order to disquise his fingerprints . . . personally I don't recommend it.
Anyway it's WWI morning and the WWF

(weight-watching-fairy) was kind enough to get rid of those four weird pounds for me, along with .2 of a real one (that a whole 2/10 of a pound lost, folks). Hey, I'm thankful for anything that goes in the right direction . . . downward is good!
After complaining loudly about having no time for crafting, I went out and bought another $40 of fabric yesterday to make myself (or my SIL - not sure yet) a burgundy (basically) quilted jacket. Don't ask me when I think I'm going to do this . . . but buying the supplies was fun.

Oh well, we live in hope. The work-project won't last forever.
Speaking of which, I'd better get a move on (even though it is a very slow move -- this damp weather is really making the arthritis kick up). Have a great day, gang. Keep on moving and shaking and heading in that wonderful downward direction.
