We had cardoons for dinner (well, with pasta) tonight. They're (it's?) really pretty good. They look like giant celery (and I do mean giant--like 18" stalks) and you have to cook them forever, but they're really light and clean-tasting.
On another positive note, I haven't heard the opossum lately. I am pretty sure that the noise in the attic was in fact a fat clumsy opossum, because I saw it about a week ago. It was trying to climb down a tree. It was obviously fat, and it confirmed itself clumsy when it fell off a branch about half-way down the tree. With any luck, it couldn't figure out how to get back up the tree and back into the attic.
I'm slowly getting my home computer life transferred over from poor Larry to a pc. I admit that the os is more comfortable for me, but it's a pain having to hunt down new programs for all the little things that I want to do.
Had a scare about GMP this afternoon, but the latest news is that she's okay. I really hope so. I'm not quite ready to let go of another grandparent.