Skating

N. skated on her own finally today! We went at 12:30 rather than at 8pm tonight, for the open ice skating.

N&J did very very well and I was both surprised and very proud.

My new skates were a bit too big, and my feet and lower back are killing me now. Definitely believe that ice skating is more rigorous on my body than running ever was.

In the morning we went to the library and took out lots of books, dvds, and even an old Cocteau Twins cd, one I never heard and promptly loaded on to iTunes. Plus, B. burned me a new version of the Requiem which needs to go on to iTunes and iPod.

Tomorrow I will finally test out the newly repaired treadmill, and probably take N&J to Borders for storytime, or to the library again. Sunday afternoon after Mass they have a birthday party with the lovely promise of pizza for all.

I am reading not the latest McIerney novel, but one called "Model Behavior", so after finishing that and then the latest, I will have read all of his stuff. It is all very much the same but I tend to enjoy it. The glamour of New York city and the upper class along with the sheer decadence of his characters I suppose.