Things are quiet at the office today, and I've been able to take advantage of that by doing some time consuming, but boring, tasks.

I spent my lunch break working on the crossword, and as you can see from the stains, eating turkey chili. Having lined myself with paper towels, I didn't get any of the chili on my shirt, or new sweater. Will miracles never cease?

Sam and I walked 5 miles on both Saturday and Sunday, and were both pretty beat by yesterday afternoon.

I was similarly positioned, albeit on the love seat.