Throwing is not the answer, Barb. At least not for me. I throw like a girl.

More throwing thoughts:

• The trip to Lowe's was to buy some $0.38/ea. bricks to build the base and inner retainer wall. So I'm throwing them from the back of my car up into the little front yard, which was about 8 feet. Three unrelated passersby asked me if I wanted help. Don't know if I looked that pathetic or if they really wanted to throw bricks too.

• Throwing pot holders: reminds me of the hot pad -a hard, ceramic one- that I threw at my brother because he wouldn't let me watch Rin Tin Tin on the TV. He ducked, and it took out a pane in the China closet and a bone China teacup from my mother's wedding set. I still feel bad about that.