Another frigid day here. We made it up to three degrees above zero but there were wind chill advisories in effect. Temps are supposed to start climbing now and by the weekend we're supposed to be in the mid-30s.
I went to my mom's this morning, despite the cold. I'd been hoping she'd call and say to wait till next week. But nope. So then I'd been hoping she wouldn't want to go anywhere, that I'd just do her laundry and be able to get back home. Nope. Since we didn't go last week, she was needing groceries this week. So off we went. She's sounding pretty sure that she'll get her other hip done this year. She's thinking maybe around June. She says she'll call the doctor one of the these days and see what's what. I'm not looking forward to staying there again through the recovery, but at least we both know what to expect this time. And I really do think it won't be nearly as bad this time since it was the cracked hip that caused all the recovery troubles last time. (The cracked hip that she got IN the hospital . . . )
When I got home from Mom's I just kinda puttered around the house. I hauled my stickers and things out and wanted to attempt a Valentine card or two. Yeah, I don't think my heart is really in it because I just stared at all the stuff and then packed it all back up again. All my beautiful stickers and washi tapes, and I have no use for them. I should just destash them, or send the whole works off to someone crafty.
Frustrated from all that, I grabbed one of the coloring books I'd gotten for Christmas and worked on a page in there. My heart wasn't into that either. I considered starting a new jigsaw puzzle, since we finished our other one last night. And since I can't think of anything else worth nattering about this evening, I'll get this posted and go grab the next puzzle.
Good day, all!