Still not much going on here. I put the garage back together last night, cleaned the kitchen (something had boiled over at some point and pooled underneath the stove-top; the smell was unbearable), and refilled the bird feeder again. Those little rascals are eating me out of house and home. The mourning doves at my house look like the Kool-Aid man. I swear I could have mourning dove for Thanksgiving and nobody would be any wiser.
This weekend will be busy again, or at least Saturday will, with the Houston History Conference, but maybe I'll get some sewing done on Friday or Sunday.