There is nothing like the sound of a jackhammer to soothe the nerves, you know?  We've got a new condo building going up on our street - and it's ALMOST done, but evidently there's SOMETHING that needs some reworking, 'cause we've had a whole lot of jackhammering going on over the past couple weeks.

Which brings me to another point - does anyone have, oh, $800,000 they can give me?  I was looking at some really cute houses in Burbank near the studios and near Griffith Park and I think I'm a little short.  Not that I'm moving anytime soon.  But I'm thinking ahead.

I'm blogging from the couch on my husband's work laptop, which I have to say is somewhat addictive.  I never cared much for laptops, but I think I'm adapting.  And you can watch TV while you're on one... which is nice...   Megan Mullally has very shiny hair. 

So the nose - it's sore.  It's not terribly sore, but it's a little sore.  Last night we had a little temper tantrum at 3:30am - my nose was sore, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't get comfortable - so my dear husband got up, moved me onto the couch, millions of pillows in tow, cats following behind, etc - and with a little Vicodin the rest of the night was much much better.  I guess I just underestimate how a little pain over a long period of time can combine with sleep deprivation to make ya really unhappy, you know?  So anyway, that puts me at like 4 Vicodin total since Thursday, so that's not too bad.  

My dear friends brought me a movie yesterday, woo hoo!   Evidently SOMEONE was very put out that I'd never seen "The Sting", so that's today's project.   I'm so spoiled.

Anyway, evidently not much is going on.  There's a rumor that my husband might take this week off and hang out with me, which would be really cool.