Oh, yea, I need a title.

There's no real point to this post, other than to update a sadly neglected blog. But update I will!

This weekend was pretty quiet in our household. There's always the usual hubbub of housecleaning, errand running, and phone answering, but even that was kept to a minimum. I did get the opportunity (Hold on, let me stop giggling. I accidentally typed pooportunity first and that was hilarious.) to see the new movie Failure to Launch, starring SJP and Matthew (Matt, as I call him) McConaughey. Good heavens, that man is beautiful. Don't get me wrong, I adore my hubbie, but any person with sight can recognize him for the work of art that he is. There was a part in the movie that really hit my funny bone. It's nothing key to the story, so don't worry. Anyway, at the end, Matt's dad makes one of the rooms of his house into a Naked Room. Which, is basically, where he sits around naked. This cracked me up. And if you know me, you understand why. That's all I have to say about that.

Wednesday, the plumber is coming to rob me of all my hard earned money. Or is it hardly earned money? Either way, it's mine and he's taking it. For my dough, I am getting a brand spanking new drainage pipe. The excitement is almost too much to contain. So, bye bye $1,900, hello properly flushing toilet. At least I will be able to do laundry without worrying if anything is going to explode. So that's good.

Also, I will be helping a friend with some remodeling projects, which means this week is going to be bus- say. Not that I mind, painting is very zen for me. Not to mention, this friend? Is paying us in food. Can't beat that deal with a stick. No, siree.

Ohhhhh, and hopefully, I can get some pics up soon of my cat. She's getting a haircut next week. That is always chock full of entertainment. No matter how many times we've had it done, it still shocks me to see her go from HUGE and fluffy to tiny and hairless. I don't believe she cares for it over much either. Maybe I should ask her. Whatever, she's not vaccuuming that mess of the couch, therefore she gets no real stake in the decision. I told her if she would learn to grow some opposable thumbs, perhaps we could talk about priviliges, but she refuses to listen. Until then, no dice.

All in all, things aren't bad.