Alsatians ain't got nuthin on my daughter.  I spend all my time wiping up clumps of blue tipped hairs off the floor.  The toilet in our bathroom looks like some nasty creature has curled up and died in there.  That's where she cleans her hairbrush every day.  Yuck.  There is just something about other people's hairs.

Off topic.  Sorry.  GP and I went wine shopping yesterday.  Yeah!  We've found a new vintner who make wonderful whites.  Needed to stock up for the warm months coming.  And they are, the warm months I mean.  Trees are beginning to flower and the air has that spring smell.  Not that you'd know it today.  It's raining and cold.  The shopping yesterday took us into an area of the wine region we didn't know.  It's very remote and austere.  The vineyards are practically vertical.  These folks must have some serious glutes, (spelling?).

We had dinner with friends who live out there.  One of the guys was talking about all of the wild animals he meets on his walks; hares, deer, boars (scary), foxes and some kind of beaver-like critter with a rat tail.  He was trying to describe it to me and so looked up pictures of it on his iphone.  He put in the word "beaver" and got quite a surprise.  I pretended to be shocked and that I thought those were pictures he kept on his phone.  He turned every color of red.  I still haven't told him the word has more than one definition.  Thought I'd let him puzzle over it for a while.

Off to clean the kitchen.  MIL coming for dinner.  xxoo me