Snow? Really?

This is going to be short and sweet!
Yesterday I did some crocheting, and watched the surprisingly great Viking game.  I did some cleaning of the bathrooms, and in the process knocked the door off the vanity onto my left foot (toe to be exact) with great force, but it didn't hurt too bad (thanks to the 40 mg oxy) and it's not broke. I was able to repair the door myself, thanks to a philips screwdriver.  That's when I went back to the couch and crocheting.
More surprising was the fact that my Fantasy Football team scored 115 points and beat Jacks team by more than 60 points.  He does have his quarterback yet to play tonight, but there is no way he can score more than 25 points much less 60.  I have such a bad team, and have only won 1 1/2 games....well now 2 1/2....but I'm in last place.  I never win.  I have been the champion years past, but this year it's not even fun when you lose all the time....kinda like cribbage.
Speaking of cribbage, tomorrow I have chemo again, and Rita Culshaw is picking me up and spending the day with me playing cribbage of course.  I'm really looking forward to it....much more fun than crocheting.
Today, Mary Brue is picking me up and taking me to the retiree's lunch at Boston's at Riverdale.  I'm looking forward to seeing everyone, and Marilyn is bringing my Avon order so more Christmas shopping done.  After lunch I'm hoping Mary will take me to Michaels, and the bank.  I got another check from the car insurance.  Another $59.  So all together I got over $500 for storing my car in the garage. That makes me feel alot better about not being able to drive.  Although sometimes it still drives me crazy.
I have chemo tomorrow and get picked up at 8:45, so I may write tomorrow's blog tonight.  Oh, yesterday I got reminded that my sister-in-law Carol had both knees replaced and is in rehab right now.  I can't imagine having both done at the same time, except that this way she only has to go through it once and get it all over with.  Please say some prayers for her fast recovery, and that she is able to walk painlessly.  She was having a worse time walking and getting up stairs than me, when she was here for the class reunion in August, and I was in pretty bad shape at that time.  So I can empathize with her.
Say some prayers for my brother John....too long a story to write...but he really needs prayers.
This really isn't too short and not sweet either.  But it is what it is.   Love and Prayers, m