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Jackie, contacts don&#39;t bother me at all, but I am one of those weird people who can put their fingertip on their eyeball and move it all around and never flinch. I almost have to get out power tools to pry Greg&#39;s eyes open if I ever have to put drops in them.   Although last evening, I had something in my eye (contacts weren&#39;t in) and I tried washing it out with water and flushing it out with contact solution and could not get it out and it hurt so bad, I couldn&#39;t open my eye.  Greg looked in it but couldn&#39;t see anything so I was afraid I had somehow scratched it, but this morning, whatever it was, was gone.  But I did rub it so much last night trying to dislodge the interloper, that today it is sore all around the eye.  If I am not going anywhere, I leave my contacts out and just wear my glasses.  I must say I am quite proud of hubby -  he worked on the center island extension today and it is almost finished.  He needs me to go to Lowe&#39;s tomorrow and get a 2 x 2 and then he will finish up.  He did a really good job.  I told him he could have a change of career and become a carpenter, but he said he&#39;d pass on that one.  He has had an office job since he was 18, which is almost 30 yrs, so thinks he will stick with that.   Greg is the gardener in our household.  There is a general rule of thumb here that you don&#39;t plant before Mother&#39;s Day because we can still get snow up until then.  He normally plants tomatoes, peppers, green beans, cucumbers, radishes, lettuce, onions, okra and carrots.  Last year he did potatoes also.  The first year after we built this house, he planted canteloupe and watermelon.  They looked beautiful but had virtually no taste at all.  The same was true the next year when he tried corn.  He has also planted cauliflower in the past but found it very difficult to keep it white.  Even though I do not garden, all this talk of planting makes me hopeful that soon spring really will be here to stay&#33;&#33;&#33;  Mebert, I am curious - you mentioned the 4 yr. old was home again...just who is this little fellow?  My grandson is 4 - it is such a cute and inquisitive age.  I so love the sound of children&#39;s laughter.  Joey, I will be anxious to see what you and David decide.  Well, think I will go watch tv for a while before I turn in...