Delete, Toilets and Security Tags

Why I don't post more often.

Because of delete.  Yes, thank The Lord for that little button that cancels out ramblings you may later regret putting out into the blogosphere.  If you only knew the amount of posts that are two seconds from the publish button, only to be deleted.  Some topics seem like a good idea at the time, but upon careful consideration never see the light of day.  I think I'm pretty open for the most part.  After all, didn't I write about nose hairs and going braless? 

House Renovations

First off, let me say I am very thankful and fortunate to be able to make these changes.  No complaining, but they are still on going.  Taking more time than expected because the hardware supply company sent the wrong toilet and even if it was the right toilet, it didn't come with a toilet seat.  And then the powder room, well, we had two of the same sinks delivered and no vanity. We need one sink and one vanity.  Still waiting.  

Sister

Love her.  I sent her a new outfit for the spring weather.  Nice cropped pants and a tunic top.  I purchased them at Chico's.  The pants came with jazzed up silver decorations on the bottom of each leg I was sure she would like.  I was worried they wouldn't fit, but that wasn't what I needed to concern myself with.  Sister loved them, but told me it took her some time to get the sensors off the pants.  "They didn't have sensors on them."  I said, confused.  "Yes, they did," she insisted.  "The silver ovals on the bottom.  But, I got them off with my pliers."  Oy.

Mother-in-law

She is going to be ninety one in August.  Amazing.  And she looks darn good.  Maybe too good for her own liking.  She's always admitted that among her shortcomings is her vanity.  Visiting with her over the weekend my son said, "Grandma, you look good!"  She looked at me and exclaimed, "That's my curse.  People say I look good, so I don't ever get any sympathy for being old."