i don't throw things. my hand lets go whenever, so half the time it goes behind me, some of the time i hit my own head, and the rest of the time it drops like a bomb 5' in front of me. i once was able to put a decent spiral on a football. after i was married that didn't seem like such a marketable skill. my dh is no athlete! and, obviously, neither am i! LOL so you all be as bad as you want i'm sitting here glowing under the light of my shiny sparkling halo. no, brat. it is not a plastic tiara and a nightlite.! i am going to my quiltyfriend's house tomorrow to play. her old man dog is seriously ill, so we may not get any playing done, or we'll sew frantically. it is so hard to know the end is near. you don't want to rob them of precious time, nor do you want them to suffer. such a hard choice. perhaps in his case it won't be so hard to know. he is a sweet wonderful old boy and i hate to see him sick, and it will be hard to part ways.