We took some graffiti off of our apartment property tonight. Geek bags. It seems like we are cleaning up the complex every few weeks. My two efforts to alert the property managers about the need for a Spring Clean has not proved fruitful yet. I am persistent, though . . .

A few weeks ago, I hear Garrison Keillor was planning on retiring in two years. A few days before that, I heard a snippet from his Feb. 19 News From Lake Wobegon and thought, "This ties in perfectly with my Feb. 12 post!" And last night Nick saw a picture of me from 2008 and said, "Look how black that shirt was!" referring to the POEM shirt my parents gifted me for graduation. So, I put it on today, faded as it is and ordered a new one. I love wearing it.

Some things coming up . . .
sister time / cousin time / an interview / letter writing