Ginny made it home on Thursday afternoon as scheduled. She’s doing mostly fine, as fine as can be expected, I suppose. We had catheter issues all weekend and had a big fat go-round with the alleged home health people, who suggested we take her to the doctor, and I’m like how in the fuck, exactly, shall we get her there? If we could take her to the doctor we wouldn’t HAVE an arrangement with home health. Bleh. I’ve done nothing but think about pee all weekend. I am now a pee expert. If you need to know anything about pee, ask, because I’m sure I’ll have the answer. I have a master’s degree in pee.
Also this weekend: I watched Three Days of the Condor, which was excellent. I went shopping for skirts and stuff, because I have three days of events to dress up for this week. And we shat our collective pants about fifty times watching Duke last night. If driving up the middle isn’t working, J.J., then quit fucking doing it! Okay. Onward.
If you live in the Roanoke area, local Food Lion stores are the only ones that carry Pudding Pops. I’m pleased to say that although they are smaller than they used to be, they taste exactly like I remember. And the swirl ones are still my favorite.
If you live in the Dallas area, go check out Marah at Gypsy Tea Room tomorrow night. I really like them a lot but have never seen them live, so you guys can go and tell me all about it. If you aren’t familiar with the band, go listen to some stuff. Listen to “East” first – it’s probably my favorite of their songs.
I’m afraid to jinx myself by saying this, but believe it or not, I’m actually really working on the mix I promised some of you about a year ago. “East” will definitely be on it. I have the list right here on my desk and I use it when I’m distracting myself from work stuff.
I should go do some of that work stuff now. A busy week awaits.