We picked up our tickets to the Papal Mass in Yankee Stadium and have been busy trying to discourage Pru from putting them in her mouth.
We made a very tasty classic Texan dinner: chicken fried steak and Dr Pepper.
We did the laundry (and temporarily lost Cal in the process).
We cleaned the oven; it passed Cal’s inspection.
We saw the kneelerthat will be used when the Holy Father (Be-ne-dict X-V-I/Be-ne-dict, he’s our guy!) visits our neighborhood.