Grandson and I had a good time yesterday. We ran some errands for me then stopped at the evil empire (Walmart) to get a couple of new trashcans as a surprise for daughter. Yeah, yeah, wow, great surprise, trash cans. Believe me, they were needed and she was delighted. Today we return to the evil empire to purchase pumpkins. I was amazed at the number of them they had there. And they weren't all weird shapes. Great for carving next weekend. And inexpensive. We might go to the Hallowe'en store to look for a costume for grandson. That is, if he can make up his mind what he wants to be. I'm afraid going to the store is going to overwhelm him a bit, but we'll see.
Yesterday we played with his RC car. He showed me how to run it and steer it then had a great time both chasing it and running away from it. He enjoyed playing cop more than actually running the car. We had a great time chasing each other and running into each other with it.
I believe this house is cursed. This morning the microwave refused to open. Daughter, who was trying to heat up some biscuits for breakfast before going over to the track pleaded, cajoled, begged, but the door wouldn't open. Nor will any of the buttons work. It seems that any and all things mechanical have something go wrong. Never all at once, mind you, but one thing after another. The washing machine has to be beaten in a certain spot to finish a cycle. It's the little things, you know?
Y'all have a peaceful Sunday and remember: He who dies with the most toys....is still dead.