Items of note this week:
-I didn't get the ring. Someone had already bought it. Dammit.
-Took my grandmother to the doctor & filled her car up with gas. Yes folks, she is one of those fragilities that still doesn't fill up her own tank.
-Friday night - Cosmopolitians, Crown & Coke. Hubby did drunken karaoke. Hell's Bells. At a very country-redneck-sort-of club. The joint was brimming with all of about 9 people.
-Talked to Lori yesterday.

As I scan the blogosphere, I find some funny stuff. The Bleat and Dooce are two of my daily favs:

"...if most vampires were pale gangly nerds who spoke in falsettos, “Interview With a Vampire” would be one page long, and consist of two questions: have you ever operated a deep fryer before, and can you start Monday?"

"This coming from a woman who would wash a TIRE IN A WASHING MACHINE and who only moments ago reached her hand into her bra to dig out half-chewed basmati rice. You’re making perfect sense."