Mom update

Evil Sister says that Mom has lost ten pounds, I assume since she was admitted to the memory care facility. She didn't have ten pounds to lose. They're going to feed her supplements & milkshakes, the latter of which should go over very well.

At Good Sister's suggestion I printed out a photo of myself – the colors are wrong, natch – and sent it to Mom with a card a week ago. I haven't spoken to her since Mother's Day. I need to remedy that.

homeowner's progress

Do I now have screens on all my windows? Yes! Did I damage a couple of screens in the process of installing them? Yes. But can I open the windows for the perfect weather we're having without getting eaten alive? Yes!

And from the Dept. of Oddity, my screens appear to have been delivered all mixed up with those of the absentee neighbor. I left all those that don't fit any window in my place leaning up against Absentee Neighbor's, which is where I found some of them. I know they don't belong to the Present Neighbors because I talked to one of them; they got theirs already. We shall now see how long they remain there.

Left to get for the Devil Girl House:

• A coat rack. Maybe not urgent in early summer, but summer doesn't last forever.
• Pigeon spikes. I do have a couple of places where they might alight. Again, not urgent.
• A heavy, Euro-style chain for FM Bike because the only place I have to lock her up is outdoors. I'm having trouble finding what I want at a bike shop. Maybe I'll just hit a hardware store.

I have touched up my nails for Pride weekend, which starts tomorrow in Seattle. You know the color: I Fingered Barbie pink. Nice and short. I have my outfits picked out, of course.