I envy and admire her. For some reason my knees have failed me again today and I can barely make it from my recliner to my kitchen using two canes. Which is aggravating, as I'm in the middle of baking this focaccia. So DH brought me a chair and I'm sitting in front of the oven. In 15 minutes I have to rotate it, then bake it another 15 minutes. Then I can hobble back to my recliner, change into my jammies and settle down for the night. I can't think of anything I did to deserve this. I didn't race any horses or climb any mountains, and I never did learn to skateboard so it can't be that!