On Friday night, given that it is finally frozen dessert season, I went to get ice cream out of the freezer. What greeted me was not a lovely creamy confection but a waxed paper carton full of soup. Why is it that refrigerators only seem to fail in warm months?
Anyhoo, what followed was much wailing and gnashing of teeth. Which was then followed by a trip to Lowe's - because who doesn't like buying a major appliance under time pressure? Which is why I now have a new refrigerator in the kitchen.
And that was pretty much my weekend. Exciting, no?
There was also the occasion of the Diva's first successful sleep-over at a friend's house. It is a new era, one that I'm not entirely comfortable with, because it's hard to believe we're already here. Next thing you know she'll be in college.
Today will be spent dealing with a lingering writing deadline so that I can run to Binghamton tomorrow for WSKG's Off the Page. Please tune in - or catch the podcast later.
Today will also be spent stepping over McGregor, who has decided that the best place to sleep is at the top of the stairs.
His head is dangling off of the top step in this picture. Weirdo.
Oh - and today will also be spent trying to not play Sushi Cat. Mmmmm. Tsunami roll ...