Hubby and I needed to get out of our room, so we took off and bought some KFC (which led to the decision to start keeping frozen chicken strips, boxed mashed potatoes and a tube of refrigerator biscuits in the house at all times). We weren't thrilled with the food, but it was good to get out.
As usual, I've been keeping busy with the laptop, playing Sims and working on a family history spreadsheet.
The thing I'm noticing about my relatives who were born around 100 years ago is that their parents had a bad habit of giving their boys names that for the most part sound female. Most of the guys had okay names as far as guessing what gender they might be, so maybe I'm wrong, but I have a feeling Joseph Laverne, Alva Ordell, and Max Eloise would have words with anyone who said otherwise.