Stir crazy, almost
Haven't been out of the house much in the last few days. On Wednesday evening I played football, and tonight I'm off to see younger son's school production, and that's it. I'm getting a little stir crazy.
The puppies are doing well. All eight still alive and seemingly healthy. RTL has a squeaky orange/red ball that she thinks is a ninth puppy, and she's distraught if she's separated from it. The night the pups were born she left them to go and find it. Bizarre.
Last night Fiona finally pinned me down and got me to watch Mamma Mia, which I was dreading. But, I have to admit, it's a fun, feelgood musical, and whatever you think of Abba, Benny and Bjorn (and Stig) wrote some incredibly good, enduring pop songs.
When I get back from watching the Christmas production tonight, I'm going to open something Portuguese.