Tile Floor and a Motel

For those of you following the great bathroom renovations we have tile on the floor, no grout but tile. The grout will go in today. 

GROUT: it's a pretty good word. It sounds like noise a pig would make.

The bathroom is almost finished; it only needs a few more things. The new door and hardware, the vanity, sink and fixture, the wall cabinet, ceiling exhaust fan and assorted towel bars and rings. Oh, and the paint and toilet. 

Wanda and I picked out the replacement vanity and top for the toilet room. I haven't heard from Home Depot so hopefully this one is not damaged.

Last week we talked about going to a motel for the week end but didn't. Yesterday we didn't talk about it....for more than thirty seconds. We have a room at the INN Friday, Saturday and Sunday. We will split our time between here and there as it's just down the road. We have to think of the cats you know.

Today is National Lame Duck Day.

Lame Duck Day has nothing to do with injured animals; rather, it's about giving some support and recognition to people who are on their way out like last term's political leaders, people who've been promoted or are moving away, and anybody who's ineffective in their current position because their time is up.

Tomorrow is Go Visit an Old Person Before it's Too Late Day.

My hearing seems to be getting worse. I use the captions on films and TV shows more. I miss-hear Wanda every day. Soon I'll start to nod and say yes regardless of the conversation.

You may remember I recently injured my index finger. I was reading my Kindle in bed last night, this morning it was on the floor.

She said. "Is your Kindle OK?"

He heard. Is your finger OK?

So I answered her with, "Yes, thanks for asking, my finger is much better."

"Not your finger, the KINDLE....the KINDLE, did it break?"

I filed our e-tax two weeks ago. We received the state refund last week. Wanda checks our bank accounts daily. This morning we had this exchange.

She said. "Our tax is in from the feds."

He heard. Our cats are playing on the bed.

"Not the cats.....the TAX."

News about Curtis Reeves the 71-year-old ex-cop who shot and killed a man over texting in a movie theater. Allegedly his wife admonished him for using his gun. She apparently said, "That was no cause to shoot someone."

Reeves pleaded not guilty to second-degree murder at the hearing to determine if he could be released on bond. His attorney said he acted in self defense and is no danger.

SELF DEFENSE? The day of the incident Reeves claimed the victim hit him in the face with popcorn. He shot a man dead for sending a text (before the movie started) and hitting him with popcorn.

Well Hell, if you can't kill a guy for that what's the point of having a gun.

Prosecutors in Britain said a woman assaulted her husband by throwing toast at him and smearing butter on his face.

The argument between the couple began when Julie Evans, 45, allegedly poured water over her husband, James, as he slept on the sofa.

She had asked him to help with chores, and was reportedly still upset the next morning.

"She started an argument and threw her toast at him. He left as he felt she was being petty, but she grabbed a handful of butter and smeared it on his face," prosecutor Theresa Perry said. "He then tried to rub some of it back on her and they ended up on the floor."

James, whose last name wasn't reported, needed 13 stitches to repair a tear in his ear.

A pair of Daly City parents say their son, Sammisano Otuhiva, is the biggest newborn in California history.

Sammisano was born in August and was the biggest baby on record in California, weighing in at just under 16 pounds, 2 ounces.

"I kind of turned my head to the scale. ... I was shocked," said Sosefina Tagalu, the baby's mother.

Sammisano is 5 months old now, but wearing diapers for children three times his age. He began eating cereal at 3 months old, and his two brothers call him a superhero.

"Twenty-four inches and a half ... that's 2 feet of baby already," Tagalu said.

I'm shocked the mother didn't need 13 stitches to repair a tear.

Back on Monday with more.