Simon . . .

The Fedex guy brought my order of cookie cutters to the door this mornin.  I unpacked them and was re-listing a couple sets that I had sold out.  I heard a bit of paper rustling, turned and saw Simon sitting on some of the packing paper.  He usually dives in it and has a grand time, but not today.  He did hop in and out of the box for a quick inspection, then left the room.  

After this task was completed, I went on to complete a couple of what I thought would be quick and simple jobs.  One of the license plate bulbs on my truck needed to be replaced.  That was simple enough and completed in five minutes or so.  I then attempted to put my 2013 sticker on the license plate.  What can go wrong, right?  Well . . . . for whatever reason, sticker decided that it wasn't comin off the registration without a fight.  I ended up scrapin it off with a razor blade.  I got it on the plate ok, if three separate pieces is considered ok.  I got it lined up pretty good so that everything is legible.  The sticker for the MINI came off and went on the plate with no problems.  One of those days, I guess . . .