Tom's hand was a bit better today, so he didn't go to the doctor.

On a hunch, I tried a different method of making french fries, which I haven't seen before. I met with total success, the best fries I've ever eaten. No, I'm not going to tell you what I did; you'll have to come to my restaurant.

The problem with knitting for men is that it's so g-d boring to knit with solid, respectable colors in smooth, even yarn for weeks at a time. I'm barely halfway through with Tom's Christmas sweater, and I'm already so sick of it I could scream. Navy blue? Who thought navy blue would be a good idea? Okay, that would be me.