There were no movies I wanted to see. Spiderman 3, while good, was kind of a downer, and it would be much more fun to see Pirates 3 with my sister.
So I went for the manicure.
First, though, I cleared out my car. (Gas prices being what they are, I don't need to be carrying any extra weight.) Whilst I was organizing, Mr. First Floor came out, on his way to one of his many gigs. (He's a free lance musician/piano teacher/etc.) He's a nice guy. We chatted a bit, and then he was on his way.
And moments later, I left, to get the manicure.
THEN I came back and spent the one-hour-where-you're-not-supposed-to-do-stuff-with-your hands with my neighbor Mini (yes, another M). She's a housebound octogenarian and up til now I would have not gone over, but GUESS WHAT? My cold seems to have gone away!!
So...that means I'm going to the barbecue for the (another M) medical students who graduated today. Jury's still out on the shower, Wednesday, and the wedding (prelude to a Marriage) on Saturday is also up in the air...
Oh, and I finally met the man who bought the house next door and one of the girls who lives next to Mini. Neither of them have M names, but they seemed nice anyways.
So...what do you think? The color is Whodoo Voodoo.
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