So, on Sat I went over to my Grandma Davis' house to help clean up some "presious things" and haul them off. WOW. Words cannot explain the amounts of stuff that she had. Random stuff at that. I took just a couple of pictures. One is from the first haul to the DI the others are of just random stuff. I did get to keep something that makes my sore back TOTALLY worth it. I am now the owner of one "All New Hand Finished Cleopatra Wig." I know. Be jealous. I am.
I also bought a couch and a loveseat. It was one of those moments that you realize you have grown up a little. I don't like it. I like the couches, but I don't like the idea that I have to be responsible. Don't old married couples buy stuff like that? I'm perpetually 13 in my mind so this purchase has cracked that little shell of mine and now I'm working hard to repair the knowlege damage. In the immortal words of Peter Pan "I'm never growing up!" P.S. Little D is obsessed with his hair right now so, I decided to help him style it so that he would be the coolest kid in the first grade. He did the Flock of Seagulls hairdo on his own. I'm very proud of what he has acomplished at such a young age. And the Lou had to have her two min of glory.
P.P.S Just so you know. She does bite and we think that she might have rabis or you might turn into a holy terror.