Give: Rant 1 DBF and I installed a vanity in the bathroom and are trying to find a solid surface top that won't cost a bajillion dollars. A granite top is looking like it'll cost around $400 and Corian was looking around $300. We liked the Corian, so went to Home Depot and Lowe's this morning, ready to purchase. We couldn't give our money away! The inflexible rules ($1500 minimum purchase, minimum 25 square feet purchase, no vanity tops without sinks, etc.) make it unreasonable to get the countertop from a big box store. Lesson learned? Go to the small stores. They want the business and will serve our needs. Take: Rant 2 My grandmother is 91 and her .25 acre yard is showing her age. I organized a work party of family members to go weed, trim plants, and do work that she directed. We all brought our own tools, gloves, and soemthing to share for lunch. She fussed and complained the entire time. I kept telling myself and others that she's frustrated that she can't be doing it herself. She is getting not only frail, but rather senile. As my dad was leaving, his BIL (Grandma's cherished son, aka He Who Can Do No Wrong) approached my dad and said, "That's our rake. Give it back." This was after Grandma had accused my dad of trying to take another garden tool. My brother intervened in that situation and showed her that her own tool was still in the garage. My father is offended that: a) He spent a Saturday working in her yard and she never thanked him. b) Instead of thanking him, she accused him of stealing her garden tools. c) Most importantly, her braying donkey of a son didn't even bother to investigate whether it was possible that she was mistaken and that perhaps, just PERHAPS, a small red rake might be fairly common and actually belonged to my father. Now he's refusing to go anywhere near her house, for fear that he be accused of stealing something. My uncle, on the other hand, took a chair that my mother wanted (and had permission from my Grandmother to claim when it comes time to divide up the estate). Grandma refuses to confront him. Nor will she let anyone else do it. I'm so sick of family politics. Next time I organize a work party at my Grandma's house, DBF and I are going alone.