How I spent my Veterans Day Weekend

Over the long weekend last week, I went to LA to visit my grandparents, et al.  It was a nice weekend and I got lots of computer help, some good chats, a long giggle (when Gram kept saying "bitch"), and lousy nights' sleep, as usual.
I found out when I got there that my Gramps had somehow broken through the "indestructible" glass of the shower.  A shower that was built specifically for him for ease of use.  Two contractors came to look at it and both said, "This stuff just doesn't break.  It's not supposed to break."  Hm.
The glass was still there when I got there, and armed with my gram's gardening gloves, I went to work. 

Before:

And after:

Then I spent a few hours at the party supply shop weighing bags of chocolate for candy-making.  It was just like I was 8 years old again.

I wonder what the next visit will bring . . .