It was a pretty good weekend. I watched my "Partridge Family" videotape on Friday night. I won it on eBay. Don't mock me, it was research for my movie. OK, go ahead and mock me, I'm proud of my love of cheesy pop culture! And, if you like the Partridge Family, check out this site. It even has Sims skins. I don't have Sims, but may ask for it for Christmas. I'm afraid I would waste way too much time on it.

I visited my 93-year-old grandmother at her nursing home on Saturday. I don't go to see her nearly often enough, but have seen her twice in the last week because my parents are on a trip to Alaska. She used to be in a home in my home town, only about a mile from my parents house, but it was shut down a couple of years ago, so now she's about 18 miles away from them, and about 35 minutes from me. Her mind is very good and she's still extremely smart. She has very bad osteoporosis, though, and hasn't been able to walk on her own in years. When she was in her 50s and started breaking bones a lot, they just called it brittle bones. We know so much more now. I'm still bad about getting as much calcium as I should even knowing what I know. I'm built more like my other grandmother was, taller and larger, so I hope I don't have as much tendency toward the osteoporosis, but I still need the preventive measures.

I visited the local superchurch on Saturday evening. I mainly wanted to check out their music. They actually did one of the songs we did yesterday morning. It's a nice place and I know many people who belong there, but for me it would be like going to church at a convention center every week. Something seems so odd about using escalators to get to a balcony seat.