ow.

Won this morning; lost really spectacularly - which I mean in the literal sense; people could probably have been convinced to pay money to see what was happening to us - this afternoon. We couldn't buy a break, and not only were we missing our shots, which was bad enough, but three out of four of our misses knocked the other guy in for extra points. It was ludicrous.

Agreed to spare for a team missing a player in the late game. I haven't played three a day in ages. So now I hurt kind of everywhere, but the hurt I'm sorriest about is the bruise on the heel of my hand from too much sweeping (specifically, I think, too much sweeping on the right side of the rock).

weekend.

Yesterday, besides curling in three games (urgh), I ran some errands in the icky wet snow. My pink pig humidifier had arrived on Friday, so I took back the panda (in, as I said, all its original packaging), and the return went absolutely without a hitch, and for serious, you guys, the pink piggie does make me happier just looking at it. Fox is susceptible to her environment, exhibit 78324691.

Today I woke up aching in every muscle. Okay, in every large muscle, which is plenty, don't you think? But the bruise on my hand is a little better. I was up for a little bit, some TV, some homework, and then I had to lie down for a two-hour nap. Soon I will go to bed again. Lazy Sunday has been lazy.

And I has a snowflake! Thanks, shezan!