Park and Ghost Whisperer.

I got up early (for us) thanks to the whining dog (Pete). He does that most mornings of late, and it's very hard to ignore when I don't know just how desperate he is to get outside to "do his business". On the occasional mornings I do manage to stay in bed instead of respond to his pathetic pleadings, he'll try to wake up H instead.

Today he got me, which was actually fine because I wanted to get us all out to a local park before it got too late in the day.

H and I have been watching Ghost Whisperer of late (three shows a weekday on Ion television - one of our free digital channels), and the first show is at 2pm. We should be able to easily manage 2 hours at the park, before needing to get home for that (for any of my readers who've watched Ghost Whisperer before - these are obviously reruns we are on - Jim just died last episode, so we really want to see how his spirit gets into Sam's body).

Gotta run!