On Saturday morning, Little Girl decided I needed help with my painting:
That's the brush water she's drinking. Yum.
I had to give the cats their flea meds on Sunday, which always knocks them for a loop. Poor dudes slept all day.After taking Mom out to lunch on Saturday, I think some of the reason she can't use a knife any more is that her left hand isn't really functional. I mean, she can use it if she HAS to, she just ... doesn't, most of the time. Hard telling if she's had another stroke, or if it's just the Alzheimer's screwing with her some more.
Oh, the Hermit House is undergoing repairs! There's a dumpster out front and people were there working on it yesterday. There goes the neighborhood haunted house.
And! The rumored ice cream store, which never did come to pass, is now a rumored pizza shop. Neither one of which is good news for my waistline, but having a pizza store two blocks from my house WOULD be pretty awesome.
Yesterday I went shopping in a store I almost never go in, because their prices are so outrageous (Bon-Ton, I'm looking at YOU), and I scored a pair of black dress pumps on final-final-FINAL-please-just-take-them-we're-tired-of-moving-them-around clearance for FIVE BUCKS. Booya!
Now, that Trent Reznor who won the Oscar for Best Original Score last night - am I safe in assuming that it's the same Trent Reznor who fronts Nine Inch Nails? The same guy who sings, "I wanna f*ck you like an animal"? THAT Trent Reznor?
'Cause he cleaned up pretty good.
So. How was YOUR weekend?