Well, it's an exciting week here at Pointy Sticks, let me tell you. Comments are filling my in-box as fast as non-high definition tvs are filling the landfills! Numbers are flying thick and fast! The cats are wondering why I keep counting and re-counting buttons instead of, say, cat-treats. The correct number hasn't been chosen yet but there are some people who are mighty close!
And the week is half over. And there's a three-day weekend looming. And Rachel is happy at school and (so far) pretty much loving her classes. And the Inauguration is Tuesday (hurrah!) and we're going to have a pizza party at work and watch what we can during lunch. (Only we can't really call it a party because we really should be all non-partisan and non-celebratory. But what fun is that? So pizzas and brownies all round, barkeep!) And next Saturday I start my toe-up sock class at the Black Sheep, which will last for three Saturdays.
So all sorts of fun stuff in the offing.
Mr. Pointy Sticks fell prey to a mall-kiosk salesperson before Christmas and bought two nail manicuring sets similar to the one shown here (except ours has only one buffer, a nail file and some lotion, as well as the oil). He gave one to me and one to Rachel, who was really the originally intended recipient (she has gorgeous nails)...but he was pushed into buying two sets because "it's cheaper that way!" I, however, am not such a good recipient for this sort of thing as I've been chewing my nails since about the time I got my first teeth. (When I was little, my mom tried painting them with awful tasting stuff, but I would just lick it off, wincing, and continue biting. Then she offered me a dollar a nail (back when a dollar meant something). No good. Then, when I was a teenager she offered me $10 a nail. Still couldn't do it.) But last night I used the buffer on the stumps of nails I have...and man! that thing really shines one's nails right up. They feel very smooth...I can't stop rubbing them. Now, if it gets me to stop chewing on them...that would be a miracle.