Sunday, February 3, 2013
Yesterday was my only Saturday off for the month. The other Saturdays every month, I work at the antique store.
The last time I had a Saturday off, was the first Saturday in September. The first Saturday in October the map wall was installed, the first Saturday in November I was working on some cast pieces for the upcoming Open House, the first Saturday in December was the Open House, and the first Saturday in January the mountain wall was installed.
Week before last, Robin, the youngest grandgirl, was hanging out with us one evening in our little 'apartment' in the city when I mentioned I wanted to see Hansel and Gretel and that Grampa didn't want to go.
'I want to go', Robin piped up.
So, yesterday, I hopped in the truck and drove to Houston to pick up Robin and we went and watched Hansel and Gretel kick some serious bad ass witches' butts.
Lots of exploding heads and gore flying right in your face.
They were pretty bad ass themselves. Any one single blow, of which they were on the receiving end of many, would have laid me out for the duration. After Gretel head butted someone for about the fifth time, Robin says, 'she sure likes to use her head as a weapon'.
They sure had a lot of witches in Germany back then.