Last week or so we went to Top Golf. I had to make a stop in the bathroom. This just seemed odd to me. (I know we don't all like to just drop our pants and go in the middle of a golf course... not that I've ever done that...)
Sure, golf clubs are expensive and I could understand her not wanting to leave them behind but it still seemed odd. I half wondered why she didn't just use the big stall and take them in with her. Oh well, maybe that's standard procedure. Maybe it's an American Standard. Get it? American Standard? The brand of toilets? Never mind. And don't even get me started on her towel touching the floor.
Here's another thing from last week. I needed a new pair of scissors for the kitchen, or, kitchen shears. Whatever.
And then I made butter but probably should have whipped it a little longer.
And last, but not least, the day Dodo went to the hospital (the first time) and Cindy and I went back to the nursing home with her, I took this painting from her room. I've always liked it and I knew I wanted it. Now I have Dodo's take on The Lone Cypress hanging right here.
I need to order a new light for it, I think. I don't have a bulb but even if I did, the cord looks a little jacked up. I guess the cord could be replaced but then I could just get a new light and feel better about everything. I also need to shop around for something different to place on the buffet. This whole setup doesn't speak to me. Something's just not right. It needs a little more height and maybe a little less variety. I don't know. I do know the more I look at it, the more I know it's wrong.
My phone just let me know I need to be at the church in an hour to count so I guess that's where I'm off to now.
