Mother Visit

I had a long and busy week­end since my mom was in town. I man­aged to fi­nal­ly get to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, we had a great din­ner at Parallax, my corn plant was di­vid­ed and re­pot­ted, so now my cage cube is a bit nicer. She al­so helped me sand my kitchen ta­ble. I’m re­fin­ish­ing it, and ex­ces­sive hu­mid­i­ty from this week­end is mak­ing it take for­ev­er for the stain to dry. Hopefully I’ll be able to put on a sec­ond coat this af­ter­noon. Then, three coats of polyurethane, and it will be in im­pres­sive con­di­tion for my up­com­ing din­ner par­ty. I picked up two oak t-back chairs as well, they’ll need re­fin­ished even­tu­al­ly too. They were 30 bucks a pop, I wouldn’t have paid that for them, but mom bought ‘em. Other than that I man­aged to keep her from spoil­ing me. It was nice to hang out with her, es­pe­cial­ly since I hadn’t seen her in months. I wish the weath­er would have been a bit nicer so she could’ve en­joyed her hotel’s out­door pool.