I love having my friends over for dinner. I'm going to have to start wearing rubber gloves though. I usually just have ugly dry cuticles from all the dishwashing but these days the skin on my hands actually hurt.
I had to replace my 957 pairs of drug store reading glasses with stronger ones. I figured I'd build my new stronger collection up nice and slow. I got one pari which seemed so incredibly perfect. I thought I'd see how long I could hold into it for. 2 days later I found it on the bottom of the stairs both arms completely broken off and possibly even ground into the little mud room rug. I have my suspicions, and I can barely see a fricking thing in my old weak glasses.
We saw War Horse today. The elderly couple behind us really made themselves at home. They brought all kinds of homemade goodies wrapped in the crinkliest paper ever. They said every thought they had out loud. But I had to draw the line when the elderly lady half of the couple took a cell phone call during the movie. Oh yes she did! I turned in my seat, tried real hard not to look as homicidal I felt, and asked them to stop talking. They responded appropriately.
I'm still kind of super sad and maybe even outraged at the lack of house decorating that goes on around here. Maybe it was a Jersey thing?