Footprints
Here’s more of LRN4’s Great Art – footprints in the sand. I believe they may be LRN1’s or LRN2’s footprints. Or somebody else’s. Only LRN4 knows for sure. Part of my famous Camping series.
Extreme Short Shrift. We had family home evening and were otherwise occupied this evening, and I’m already late for bed.
LRN4 has started putting one half of the upstairs soft back together, with new upholstery, natch. It’s looking good already. Apparently, the reassembly is the easiest, quickest part. She’s already done the sewing, which was the second easiest part. Then there were the cushions, which she shopped out for a very reasonable price, so they were pretty easy too, except for writing the check. Turns out the hardest part is getting the old upholstery off. Who would have guessed? Anyway, she’s making excellent progress. It’s going to be really nice when she’s done. We had that sofa made back in San Diego, which makes it officially Really Old.
Otherwise a good weekend. Did some stuff, including getting LRN4’s new laptop (aka LRN1’s old laptop) set up and in production on her desk. She has to get used to it, but I think she’ll be very happy with it. It took her old Mac Mini (aka my really old Mac Mini), reinstalled the OS, and have it in my office, looking for a mission. Maybe another media server. Possibly for our bedroom, so we can watch Netflix, which we can’t do on my AppleTV. Time will tell.
Got a few other things done, but I can’t remember what they were. They must have been Real Important, though.
And it’s time to hit the sack. I’ll leave you with this tragic food violence news: steak assault! I have no idea how such a nice lady could be so cruel.
See you tomorrow.