Torture

Ooooh, THEY are cruel.  Making me sit on an exercise ball, and I can feel it wobbling under my feet.

Even though HE is holding me tight, I still have to grip for dear life. I don't like this exercise lark.  Except I like it when they lie down on the floor and do stretching exercises, because I can like their faces, and they can't fight me off.  HeHeHe.

Got to go.  Roast chicken for dinner tonight.

Oh, SHE got her rhubarb crowns planted this afternoon.  I had a lovely time helping her in the garden.