Yesterday was such a productive day. Wait a minute…WHAT THE…!

No, really; it was.

I got up at 6ish and went for a walk in the idyllic 70° setting…I walked 5mi, came in to devour breakfast and catch Mom's morning call, then out again for another 5mi lap. Everything was serene and sleepy out on the path, and a person felt good just to breathe and be alive.

Sound corny?
—Probably so.

I've been living with a native Iowan for over 2 years now; that's bound to affect a person.

Miles and Jason worked late (and early this morning too) on a grumpy computer. I won't go into details…my father-in-law already has a personal vendetta with Microsoft; I wouldn't want to stoke the fires. Needless to say, it's been a colossal headache, but they'll know what they're getting into next time it happens.

We watched a Bing [Crosby] movie last night after Jason and Ashley left. Just for You, I believe was the title...it was very good but I was very heavy-eyed there at the end (it was 11:00!). At great risk of back and knee injury, Miles played the charmer and carried me up to bed for the night. Yeah, he scored major points there…Major. MAJOR.

Of course, yesterday there were troubles with his online game, and 6 months of his playing history were erased—i.e. the whole performance might have been a ruse to get me tucked away for the night so he could recoup his losses…but I'll play naivety and imagine that possibility doesn't even exist.