The two things that are certain.

Luckily, and sadly, the death was small. We lost another of the new tiny rainbow fishes in the den tank. This batch doesn't seem to be as hardy. And it seems there is a small bit of ick in the living-room tank, but Alan is working on battling that. At least one of the new small discus seems to have a puckish nature and attacks some of the snails periodically, which makes me giggle.

But our taxes are done. That took a larger portion of Sunday than I had planned, but at least they are done. It would be so much easier if I'd just collect everything needed before even starting, but I thought I had. Our mortgage company has made the required info available online, so they didn't send us a statement, since we could access it ourselves. Good for the environment, bad for the distracted. Alas, despite getting a return, the process still made me cranky, so I needed a nap afterward.

This was a bad weekend for health food, as in there was little. There was pizza delivery on Friday night, Indian carry-out on Saturday, and Alan fetched HardTimes chili on Sunday night. We had eggs with chicken and apple sausages, and then fresh made waffles with maple syrup for breakfasts. All of it very tasty, none of it very good for me. sigh. oh well.

We decided on Friday night, as we were both feeling fairly puny, and lazy enough to order pizza, to cancel our trip to the Caer Mear event on Saturday. It sounds like it was fun, if a bit damp, but home tasks were mounting, and the rain was pouring. Instead we slept in to the sound of raindrops, and worked on installing the new TV stand in the den, cleaning up the wiring, and ended up doing a thorough cleaning of all the side tables, purging of the periodicals, and even vacuuming behind and under the furniture. We'll think of it as prep for the party at the end of the month.

Sorry to miss folks on Saturday, but we were much more productive at home.

Dresser has been allocated to a new home. hooray.

I'm still fighting this funk. Must be viral at this point since a week on antibiotics has only made a dent. I pretty much only accomplished rest, lots of naps, and relaxation this weekend, and I still has teh bleck. And last night I was so irritable that every snore, flop, movement or sound from Alan's side of the bed grated on my nerves. So I went down to the den couch to sleep for a couple of hours in relative peace. Must buy more BreatheRight strips to at least hope to control one of those factors.

Alan has completed the tank overhauls.
So now the living room tank looks like this:


and the den tank looks like this:
 
I have spent lots of time watching the fish wiggle.

 I had a good weekend. (Too good of a weekend if you ask the bathroom scale...) 

Friday night we were lazy and ordered a pizza while we watched the Tomb Raider Double Feature on HD TNT. It was cool, with limited commercial interruptions, and I got to contemplate outfits for Bob's next party. Alan had also started a fire in the fireplace, so I watched much of the movies from the floor near the fire with my knitting in hand. I got a start this weekend on a pair of stockings for Plimoth Plantation, and so far things appear to be going well. 

Saturday was alisandramel's Bridal Shower of amazing pinkness. The pink was apparently to annoy her, but there were pink balloons, pink napkins and cutlery, and folks mostly came in pink-ish PJ's. Though Mel in her custom pink union-suit was the best part. We had a great afternoon of sitting around and chatting, and reading from a 1950's book of articles on a Successful Marriage (yes, I found the article on petting amusing), and playing the TP dress game, and eating way too much tasty food, including the biggest, densest, and tastiest cake I'd had in a long time. We all had such a ball that we even overstayed the time allotted, and finally removed the burden of playing hostess from Christy and left. 

I had carpooled to the event with Theo, and got a ride home from Vic who was staying with us overnight. I had offered to those who wanted to continue the Slumber Party theme into the night that our home (with bartender) was available. I also called the attack_laurel  and her Bob to come on over since I had a feeling she'd like some Vic time too. We hung out and partied well into the evening with delivery chinese food and sushi, as well as purple drinks from the bar, pool and girlie movies in the basement, and lots of fun chatting in the living room. I ended the evening knitting in the basement, after folks had gone home, and watching Firefly. I then went upstairs to clean up from the party, re-load the dishwasher since Mel's sis had put in items that aren't dishwasher friendly, re-stacked to include other found items of glassware, and dug through the trash to find the missing spoon, japanese soy sauce dish, and pair of permanent chopsticks, before setting the dishwasher to run overnight.

Sunday morning was waffles and chicken mango sausages with Vic before she got on the road to visit with a friend before heading back home. (Vic was kind and helped me unload and reload the dishwasher before she got on the road.) Hooray for fun guests. Then we settled down to the work at hand. Alan had plans to take down and rebuild the 90 gallon fish tank in the living room to do a fish rotation before the delivery of the new 90 gallon fish tank and stand for the den. While Alan was playing with fish and fish poo water, I set to working on the closet re-org in the blue guest room. Phase One was planning and buying materials from the Container Store Elfa shelving sale a few weeks ago. Phase Two was demolition of the old cheap closet system trying not to tear up the walls too much. Phase Three was completed last night before the bulk of the Superbowl, which was spackling, sanding, painting and cutting in on the edges of the closet. Now that those are done, we can get on with Stage Four which is installation of the Elfa closet system and putting back away more organized of the pile of stuff currently taking up residence on the guest bed and floor of the guest room. We pack a goodly amount of stuff in that 7'x5'x2' space. :)

Sadly the weekend ended with the Patriots losing, me screwing up a row in the knitting and having to take it out and re-doing it poorly (twisted stitches), and us losing our two pink-striped torpedo barbs and the jawless rainbow fish in the trauma of moving them to a holding tank while the living room tank is redone. sigh.