Busy day! Got Cookie up early to make the obligatory meatballs. Not so obligatory in the summer months, I suppose. But the temps this weekend have gotten into the 60s so I'm not so reluctant to turn on the broiler.

After Mass I crawled under the kitchen sink to install an in-line water filter. This followed a quick trip to Lowes to get the drill bit I'd need to cut a hole in the stainless steel sink. After some amazing feats of near incompetence, I got the thing working.

This is good: Berea water tasted like sweat. And the counter-top filtration device takes up too much space. And I'm tired of having to refill it five times a day.

Not too long (not long enough?) after devouring the morning batch of meatballs we headed out as a family to play some tennis. Yes, you can imagine the hilarity. The blancmange from the Monty Python skit kept entering my mind: "They mean to win Wimbledon."

Actually, it was a good workout. My rheumatologist wants me to swim for my exercise, but that's hard to pull off. I don't feel so bad on the court, though I definitely feel some restriction at the hip joints, especially when lunging laterally. Oh, and bending to pick up a ball always hurts at least little. Eh, it's good to get your sweat on a few times a week.

Now I'm showered and thinking of putting on some baseball on ESPN3. Their iPad app is apparently a total POS -- it shows me the Mets are on tonight but doesn't give me a way to start the game. Maybe I'll have better luck on a PC. Or maybe I'll skip the game entirely. That's what I usually do.