Ramblings, rumblings, grumblings, and rambling grumbly rumblings.

Gasoline was $1.52/gal at the Noland Rd./23rd St. QuikTrip this morning. Wow.  Apparently, my prediction was way off.

I neglected to take a decongestant before going to bed last night. I slept marginally better without the stimulus of pseudoephedrine, but now I'm a little stuffy (not too bad) and my eyes are watering (likewise, not too bad.)

Yesterday: fondue party.  Good food, excellent company, a happy end to an otherwise meh weekend.

This week: music (for me, and for aerie13 ); multimedia for church; possibly (finally) get the siding painted.

See, it was cold this weekend - well, cold and windy - and I knew, given those conditions, that I wasn't going to hang any siding, even in the shelter of the front soffit.  So, I didn't bother painting the siding.  This weekend will hopefully be warmer (Saturday predictions are hopeful).

Katie wants to learn how to sew, and at her grandmother's - with more supervision than I was mentally up for providing on Saturday - she showed an aptitude for it.  Need to figure out some good projects for her and start encouraging that.

Gasoline (that's petrol, to my friends across The Pond) was $2.59/gal this morning at the QuikTrip at 23rd and Noland in Independence.

The price has been steadily dropping by about .01 per day for the last month.  If it were to continue at that rate - and I've no illusions that it won't for much longer, but it's fun to speculate - we'd be looking at less than $2.00/gal by Christmas.  I think that's possible, but unlikely to dip much below that.