It’s one thing if a cat throws up and the dog eats it. Or even if one cat throws up and another cat eats it (hey, it’s a hot meal)… But when one cat throws up and then immediately eats it? Ewwwwwwwww. That’s just another level of gross altogether.
(No, I refuse to take a picture for this blog entry!)
5:45am—I wake up because Boots is throwing up somewhere in the room. I can see it’s not on the bed so I’m not immediately worried.
5:46am—Debate getting up to find it and clean it up…or sleep until my alarm goes off in half an hour.
6:15am—Alarm goes off. (I normally sleep in until about 7:30 but I’m going to work early so I can get out early!)
6:30am—Drag myself out of bed. The dog is stirring and I need to take her out (normally Tom does this, but he had duty last night).
6:31am—Hope it’s not cold out, as I am in my robe and slippers. (Normally I’m showered and fully dressed when it’s my turn to take her out.)
6:35am—Feed Maggie and take her out. Not cold—yea! And she pees and poops—good girl!! (It’s so pathetic to be excited about this.)
6:37am—Make sure there’s food in the cats’ bowl for when I let them out (see 6:43am).
6:40am—Barricade Maggie upstairs (so she can’t sneak down and eat the cat food) while I take my shower and get ready. I feel safe doing this because she did pee and poop (otherwise, she’d be back in her crate).
6:41am—Step in Boots’ liquid frothy upchuck. Five large piles of dirty clothes on the floor (laundry tonight!) and she manages to vomit on the sliver of carpet between them.
6:43am—Let Fuzzy, Charlie, and Bella out of the living room (they get locked up at night). They barrel me over to get downstairs to their food.
6:55am—Exit shower and Maggie goes in to lick the water.
7:00am—Give Maggie some lovin’. I feel guilty because she was in the crate so long last night since Tom and I were both gone.
7:10am—Find something else to wear, as the pants I planned to wear were dirty.
7:12am—Dig out a pair of sandals, as it’s 62 degrees already—with a supposed high of 74.
7:15am—Fuzzy is whining at me—loudly—while sitting at the food bowl. There’s food there, so I’m not sure what his problem is. I think maybe he doesn’t like their new food (Boots needs special urinary tract health food so they’re all eating it because it can’t hurt) but he’s been eating it for a few days. So I put a second scoop of food in and…now he’s happy. Stupid cat.
7:17am—Make scrambled eggs for breakfast. Six of them. Ugh—I went to put a touch of milk in the first batch and it was, um, clumpy. EWWWWWWWWWWW!!! So those went down the sink and I made sure to use the fresh (unopened) heavy cream for the next batch (which ended up being REALLY yummy).
7:20am—Take Maggie out again while eggs are cooling. Just pee this time, but it’s okay since Tom will be home from duty around noon.
7:22am—Eat breakfast while keeping an eye on Maggie. It makes me nervous when she hasn’t pooped.
7:30am—Crate Maggie.
7:35am—Pack my lunch. While filling a jug with kool-aid, it overfills and spills into the sink. I thank my lucky stars it A) was in the sink and B) didn’t get on my white shirt. (Ironically, see 8:45am.)
7:50am—Arrive at work. Hmmm, boss isn’t here as she said she would be. That means I get to play instead of getting straight to work!
8:45am—While I am typing the 7:35 comment about the kool-aid, I take a moment to grab the kool-aid jug (with the cap on, mind you), and give it a quick tip upside down and back out of habit (to make sure it’s mixed—I hate it when stuff settles on the bottom), take the top off and…kool-aid splashes ALL over the desk. Obviously the cap held quite a bit of kool-aid after my quick tip. But, again, I thank my lucky stars because A) none got on the carpet and B) none got on my white shirt!
8:51am—The boss rolls in. Time to go to work!
As background, this was from last year’s entry:
In 2004, Onslow County had something like $285,000,000 in sales (approximately 2800 homes). Our office did (approximately) $44,000,000 in 2004 (compared to like $32M in 2003). Of that $44M, my boss was responsible for 25% of that, or $11,000,000 (give or take a few thousand)
In 2005, Onslow County had something like $445,000,000 in sales (~3500 homes). Our office did ~$67,000,000. Of that $67M, my boss and her partner were responsible for ~$20,000,000 of that (or almost 30%). Damn.
Oh, and this year since I was dieting, there were NO alcoholic drinks, no hot wings, and no dessert. The only thing I cheated on was my chicken cordon bleu (pre-ordered before I knew we were starting the diet) which came breaded—but I did skip the rice, dessert, and an open bar (OPEN BAR!). So I think I was pretty good! I tell you, it’s easier to say no to stuff if I do it cold turkey. I did, however, have a momentary lapse when the waitress came around and asked if we wanted dessert—and I asked what they had. As soon as she started talking, I thought “What the hell? Why did I even ask when I’m not getting anything?” But it didn’t bother me to say no.
Again, the only bad thing about the night is that I now smell like smoke. Blech.
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So since I’m currently banned from my favorite online community for another 10 days or so, I’ve been asking people on another board to give me their sites and/or blogs so I have something to read during the day. (Before you ask about work, let me just say it’s REALLY dead right now. Besides the fact that this time of year is notoriously slow, we also only have four actual active listings and probably 20 closings—which is a far cry less than we’d normally have.) So there have been quite a few submissions, but my most favorite has to be Hot Cranky People by sallypnut. I love her writing style, her sense of humor, the quantity and hilarity of pictures—and to top it all off? She’s a cat person! Whoohoo! Her blog is what I wish mine could be. (If you go visit her site, please don’t tell me how much her site rocks as compared to how much mine sucks. Thanks.)
My new favorite show is Firefly, which really sucks because there was only one season produced and it was cancelled long ago (2002). A million curses to the stupid Fox executives and their inability to successfully promote the show and keep it on the air for more than one lousy season (as evidenced by the fact I’m just now, in 2006, learning about it). This show is miles ahead of most of the slop out there today, and I believe it would easily have run for many seasons if more people had been able to actually see it in the first place. So, I highly recommend you rent or purchase the first season on DVD and then go out and rent or purchase the movie, Serenity (2005).
At the moment, I’m torn…do I rush through the remaining episodes one right after the other because they’re THAT good and I can’t get enough, or do I dole them out slowly, taking my time, because I know I only have a few more to go before THE END?
Life is not fair.
It’s time. No more messing around! We started the low-carb plan again yesterday—we were both just so SICK of eating crap all the time! And apparently with us there’s no middle ground so it’s best if we quit the crap COLD TURKEY. (I can’t just eat a handful of chips. Consider yourself lucky if you can.) I already feel better, just knowing I have a good reason to say NO to anything I shouldn’t be eating—today was a test, too, as we had a birthday and the most yummilicious strawberry shortcake cake (we’ve had it a few times and I could honestly eat the whole thing it’s so good). I hope to lose another 60# in eight months like I did before (20# of which was weight I gained back). So, wish us luck!
I just talked to the vet and she did pee overnight (phew!). He said she doesn’t have anything medically-treatable, but she does have crystals in her urine. The best treatment right now is to change to a special food (to help prevent crystals) and get her to drink more (by adding broth or water to the food). Part of me is glad it wasn’t something more serious, but part of me wishes it was something that could be fixed with a week’s worth of drugs.
So, I’ve been temporarily banned from one of the online forums I visit regularly. Why? What could I have possibly done to get me banned for two weeks? Apparently, my only real faults were A) not being able to read the atmosphere of the board and the minds of the moderators and B) not clearly thinking through my choice of words. Translation? I posted what I thought was an innocent question, asking other people what they thought of hard news posts being posted as frequently as they were. Discussion ensued. The moderators thought I was picking on the forum member who posts these news stories. They called my post a “thinly veiled threat” against him. Huh? A thinly veiled threat? I still don’t get how it was a threat to him, but you never know with moderators. (And don’t even think about questioning a moderator because chances are that will get you banned right on the spot.) So I was banned for three days.
But the rub to all this is I also post on another board and apparently there are spies over there who like to tattle on people. So a lighthearted comment that I made over there was tattled back to the moderator of the first board, who then used what I said (or, rather, what was tattled) to determine my fate on the original board. Pure BS, but it gets worse (if you can imagine): I told Tom how I had been banned and he wanted to see the post that caused it. Well, him logging in on the same IP [as the one I was banned under] immediately got him banned for two days. Grrrr. So at the end of our time, I checked his account by logging in and his account was fine. I logged out as him and logged in as me and….I had 13 days!! What? Oh, they said I was once again “trying to get around the ban” and using my husband’s account. Um, no I wasn’t. But they don’t care to hear the story (well, they listened, but disagreed with me).
So, I was unfairly sentenced to begin with which led to further sentencing that was also unfair. In the mix, Tom has been permanently banned for life and I am on strike two.
It’s all so juvenile (the tattling) and heavy-handed (everyone is automatically guilty) it’s amazing. And it really ticks me off and gets my blood boiling…because there’s nothing worse than being innocent and no one believes you (or refuses to believe you) no matter what you say.
(Of course, there’s more to the story, but that’s the gist of it all.)
Poor little Boots. I took her to the vet this morning to have a urinalysis done—we’ve seen her pee outside the box as well as squat to pee with nothing actually happening (both classic signs of something wrong) but we couldn’t get a sample, the vet couldn’t get near her with the needle (three people holding her down wasn’t nearly enough to get close to her), and after all day at the vet in a cage she still hasn’t peed. If she doesn’t pee overnight, they will have to sedate her to take the sample. Poor little baby.
So we put her to bed in her crate like we always do, probably around 10 or so. We were in the office with the main door shut to keep the cats in (so Boots can have free reign on the house—we’ve been having her sleep with us lately) and just now Tom heard some scratching on the door. We first thought it was a cat wanting to get out but it was louder than a cat would be so Tom went to the door and—SURPRISE!!—it was Maggie, who came bounding in with the energy of a puppy who just beat all the rules! What the—? How the—? She was zipped in—?
Of course, there was a trail of shredded toilet paper and other bathroom refuse leading to our bedroom. That damn dog somehow managed to UNZIP her crate enough so that she could get out. We’re not quite sure how since the zippers are on the outside…but best we can figure is that she just kept jumping and jumping at it and managed to get it to slide down a fraction at a time. We were so amazed and stupified that we couldn’t help but laugh and not be mad. Needless to say the zipper is now locked down with a caribiner.
Why is it that the bed is always the most comfortable at 7:15am after you’ve hit Snooze a few times? I swear, something magic happens to the mattresses and comforter between the time I go to bed and the time I’m supposed to get up… But of course, that magic wears off on the weekends when Snooze isn’t involved and I’m usually up and wide awake around 7:30.
We normally hide the toilet paper so this can’t happen, but we had guests over this weekend…and forgot about it until we came home Monday night!
I wanted to feel like I really accomplished something this weekend (besides the normal housework like laundry and changing the sheets) so I decided it was finally time to paint our toilet room! (I’m quite sure that’s not the official name of it, but it is what it is—the small room in our master bath that just has a toilet in it.) In keeping with the color scheme, it’s the same green as our bedroom (and also what we had the most of in leftover paint—plum vs. green). There are, however, no before and after pictures, because how boring is a toilet room?
After dinner tonight, Maggie was underfoot (as usual) so Tom sat down to play with her. Within mere seconds, Boots (who is also usually underfoot in the kitchen) was up on his lap as well. They both got lovin’ scritchins until the other cats started to wander in and Boots got anxious and jumped off (they still don’t get along AT ALL). But for a few minutes, she was in pure heaven!
A client came in today that I had to help with something—and at one point, she wrote her cell number down and I saw it was 989 so I said “Are you from Michigan?” Yes, she said, so I proceeded to tell her I was from Grayling, parents are in Grayling, Traverse City, and Kalkaska, etc., and she’s nodding her head yes, she knows these places. So then I ask where she’s from and she says Bay City. Can you believe that? So we go through the “who do you know” routine and we didn’t hit on anything until I said “Do you know Besons Market?” Of course she did. I said my cousins owned that—and asked if she knew Timmy. She said she knows OF him—her best friend worked there for quite some time. She also recognized Frost Drive when I said it was across the street from Handy. (She went to Western, so she didn’t know Uncle John—although she might actually be too young to have been there during his time anyway.)
It’s such a small world and it’s always neat when something like this happens.
I can’t believe I’m not exhausted—I only had five hours of sleep last night! I went to bed the first time at 10, tossed and turned wide awake—so got up around 11 and was on the computer until 1:30 (the time just flew!), then went to bed for the second time at 1:30. Then the cats were making noise (Bella found a twistie to play with, Fuzzy was purring crazy-loud next to me, and Boots was meowing downstairs) and Tom was snoring as well. Argh! The last time I looked at the clock it was just after 2… So I suppose the sleepiness will hit me later in the day.
Maggie is three months old today!! She has been growing like a weed—I swear she has doubled in size since we brought her home! She hasn’t quite doubled in weight yet, although she’s trying—she sneaks downstairs to eat the cats’ food quite a bit (the stinker!). We’re STILL working on potty training—just when we start to think she has it down, she’ll pee right outside the paper or we find poop somewhere! Grrrrrrrr. I know, the joys of owning a puppy. But she’s so totally adorable that it makes up for it—and to watch her play with her toys just brings a smile to your face! We are VERY glad we got her…
So about a month or so ago, I received a promotional email for Quiznos, with a link to a coupon for “Buy one sub, get one free.” This is a great deal, as their subs are expensive (about $5 for a small and $9 for a large)…but sooooooooo good.
A week or so later, we decided to print out the coupon again and guess what? The expiration date had changed! (We don’t know if this was a programming glitch or if it was supposed to change…but they accepted the coupon so we were thrilled!) So, then we started going like twice a week…always using the coupon. And the expiration date kept changing! Cool! And then they started GIVING us coupon booklets, which included B1G1 coupons, as well as dollars off coupons for other menu items. WOOHOO! And I just checked, and the coupon is still good so if you live near a Quiznos, take advantage! (Now that I look on the coupons they gave us, it appears the B1G1 deal is through 2/28, so I’m guessing the online coupon will keep changing dates until that time.)
So, conservatively, we’ve gotten subs from them about 10 times. Maybe more. I mean, you can’t beat dinner for two for $7 (medium size)…or dinner for two and lunch for two for $9 (large size, so you have half left over). We haven’t paid full price for one meal yet.
Tom has mainly stuck to the Black Angus on Rosemary Parmesan Bread, while I’ve sampled a variety. My new favorite is the Honey Mustard Chicken with Bacon on Italian Ciabatta Bread, although the Double BLT is a close second.
Hmmmmm…all this talk of Quiznos has me leaning towards heading there for dinner tonight! Unfortunately, it’s on the other side of town so it takes me longer to get home, but the subs are so yummy it’s worth it!
So tonight Tom goes downstairs to get something and I hear “SONOFABITCH!” Then a moment later: “I’m going to need some help down here…” I can’t for the life of me imagine what it might be…and then I rounded the corner and saw it.
OH.
MY.
GOD.
Red nail polish (actually, OPI’s “I’m Not Really A Waitress” if you must know) and broken glass splattered ALL over the kitchen tile floor! Damn giblets had apparently been up on the island and knocked it off. Yes, I know it was my fault for leaving it there, but damn if it hasn’t been there for a week beforehand with no issues. I hope they were all scared shitless when it happened! That said, thankfully no one had traipsed through it, so we didn’t have to worry about cleaning kitty feet (the dog was with us), the rest of the kitchen, or the carpet.
Anyway, I know nail polish remover probably wasn’t the best thing for the finish on the tiles, but what else can you do when you’re in a major hurry to get it cleaned up (it was already half dry)? I also had to call a neighbor to borrow some because I only had a half bottle. So we started scrubbing and of course the polish came off the tiles beautifully, but the grout is forever stained.
I’m guessing we have to bleach the grout, but we’re going to have to research exactly the best way to do this. If it was just a little spot, I would try using a Clorox bleach pen, but there’s probably (conservatively) ten full inches of 1/4″ grout that needs bleaching. (Dad? Help!)
Of course, we had recently been talking about bleaching the grout anyway (because it should have been sealed by the builder, but of course it wasn’t) as there had been some miscellaneous kitchen spills we wanted to take care of. Then we were going to use Rejuvenate (seen on QVC and infomercials) to protect the floor. So, the timeline for this project has just moved up a little…
I know, I know…the animals are slowly but surely preparing us for the joys of parenthood. 🙂
This is one one of my most favorite pictures ever!
Well, things are getting better. Boots still doesn’t get along well with the other cats, but there’s much less fighting and hissing and chasing. Best of all…Boots gets along smashingly with the dog!! They play and wrestle and fight and tumble…and we even found them sleeping together (pics to come soon—they’re still on the camera)!!! So, we feel much better now that she has someone to play with—we were feeling bad because the other cats were shunning her. She still rarely comes upstairs and has yet to sleep with us (since her first night) but things ARE getting better!
The strangest thing happened yesterday, however. The little girl who used to own her came to visit (and bring her vet paperwork) and it was obvious Boots/Elizabeth remembered her because she did something to her she’s NEVER done to us… pounce and attack! The little girl was just standing there and you could see Boots crouch down, get into pounce mode, then literally rush and LEAP at the girl, making it about to her stomach,wrapping her arms around the girl. (Of course, with no claws she couldn’t hold on or do any damage, but boy, was it a sight to behold!) We thought it might just be an odd occurrence, but Boots did it about five times while she was there! And she said Boots/Elizabeth used to do that to her ALL the time!
Of course, Maggie is as cute as ever! She’s still potty training—she had a few accidents when we took her to Roger & Ursula’s (to let her play with their puppy, Scrappy) but I assume that’s to be expected since it was a strange place. But for the most part she’s good—although we still watch her like a hawk. She sleeps a lot—she’s always in one of our laps—and she will even nap with us (cute pics to come of that, as well). We’re almost to the point of leaving her in her crate during the day, instead of leaving her in the bathroom (which she HATES). We just don’t want her to piddle in her crate and create bad habits.
Our small kitchen is even smaller now, what with all the animals underfoot—and there’s ALWAYS someone underfoot (although it’s mostly Boots or Maggie). Maggie likes the kitchen because that’s where the cats’ food is, and she eats their crumbs…and their actual food when we’re not paying attention or when we forget to move it. She’s sneaky that way.
So, overall, things are going well and we’re one big happy family!
The forecast for today is a high of 70…can you believe it? Right now it’s only 57, but then again, it’s only 10:45am. I am thoroughly enjoying the warmer weather, as it is actually unseasonably warm.
So I was in charge of putting Maggie in the bathroom when I left for work. This is not a big deal, but it does entail wedging a large piece of wood precisely inside the door frame and then hooking it to the door frame with bungee cords. (We had a baby gate, but she learned to climb over it within four days.) So we get home from work and there’s poop on the entryway floor. Hmmm. How could that be? Cat poop? Nope, dog poop (we could tell because there were carrots in it—one of her chew treats). How did that happen? When did she do that? So we go upstairs and the dog is not in the bathroom…and the piece of wood was moved enough where she could get out!
Turns out that I didn’t place the wood quite precisely enough and she got her paws in and moved it! Oh, imagine the fun she had once she got out… but ironically, somehow she had gotten herself locked in our bathroom! So, we have no idea how long she was free before she got herself caught! We joked that the cats probably got tired of her chasing them and they corralled her and locked her in!
Sorry I haven’t posted much lately… I’ve been quite sick and haven’t had the time or energy to be on the computer. It started just about two weeks ago with a sore throat that I thought might be strep—although the doc ruled it out, saying it was probably just an upper respiratory thing. Although I’m on Day #12 of not being completely healthy, it’s mainly just a dry cough which leaves my throat hurting…it’s not fun, but not nearly as awful as the four days I couldn’t even get out of bed and the five boxes of kleenex I went through and the many sleepless nights I had because I either couldn’t swallow, couldn’t stop blowing my nose, or couldn’t stop coughing. I haven’t been this sick in I can’t remember how long, and it really sucks…but it reminds me how great it is to be healthy.
So the holiday season wasn’t too fun this year…but here’s hoping the new year starts off with a bang. I’m planning on posting new “kid” pictures later this weekend, so stay tuned…
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It took quite some time and testing of a few different software programs before we finally found one that worked well enough to buy it—thankfully, it was only $45. After this mess, I’d highly recommend File Scavenger. It recovered probably 90-95% of my files, and we need to make another pass at it this weekend.
So, I’m thrilled… and my Christmas letter was recovered, finished last night, and printed! YEEHAW!
So, about a month ago, Tom’s hard drive went kaput. No reason, just suddenly there was no information on it. So he lost almost 200GB of stuff. We bought a new hard drive and off he goes.
About a week ago, his computer flat out dies. He managed to resurrect it, only to discover that he has a bad motherboard (or videocard or something like that) and for now, it can run, but only in safe mode. We have added a new hard drive.
But get ready for the absolute WORST. My computer.
Last week, after dealing with his information loss, we decided to buy an external 300GB one-touch backup system for my computer. So the drive arrives and Tom installs the software. And my computer pretty much DIED.
Basically, the computer was not responding—you’d click on something to open it (i.e. Start) and nothing would happen…and a few minutes later, it would open. Hmmm. We tried uninstalling and it didn’t help. We tried reinstalling to uninstall and it didn’t help (and each of these attempts takes upward of a half hour, since everything is so sluggish). Safe Mode didn’t even help.
Maxtor support informed us that their software has conflicts installing on XP systems with the .NET framework. DO YOU THINK THEY MIGHT HAVE MADE A NOTE OF THIS SOMEWHERE???
Long story short, somwhow during the installation, the Maxtor program RENAMED my document directory (a separate hard drive) from D: My Files to D: Local Disk. When we tried to access the drive (to change the name back) …surprise! No data! A totally empty drive! Ready to be formatted!
Ironic, isn’t it, that in trying to install a backup system I erased everything I wanted to back up?
We downloaded some data recovery software last night and are in the process of trying to recoup anything. Of course, the process isn’t going smoothly—the first part should have been done by the time we got up, but it had stuck at 2%…Not Responding. GRRRR. The best case solution would have us extract the drive and hook it up to Tom’s working system in order to do the data recovery…but oh yes, remember his computer is on the fritz?!?
And to top it all off, Tom called Maxtor to see what they had to say/if they could do anything… and they had the #%^$ GALL to tell us that their software didn’t cause the data to be erased…reinstalling Windows did. Um, sorry, but I have to call bullshit on that one—the data was LONG GONE before we tried reinstalling Windows (which they apparently didn’t remember they TOLD us to do because their software failed).
At this point, I think I am still numb.
It’s been sunny lately, but chilly. So imagine my surprise when I went outside today—thinking it would be cold—and it was 66 degrees! I proceeded to immediately open up most of the windows in the house to get some fresh air—we won’t be able to do this much longer!
Happy Thanksgiving to all! We wish we could have spent the time with our families, but since we couldn’t, we were with the next best thing—our friends here!
We had quite the feast—if possible, I think we had more food than our “mini-Thanksgiving” when dad and Lin were here!!! Unfortunately, most of the stuff I was making was last minute, so I had pretty much all day to do nothing! I did, however, make two things ahead of time.
So, 3:30 rolls around and I start preparing. Everything was going smoothly and on schedule, but it felt like I was forgetting something. I had put all the ingredients on the table so I knew I wasn’t forgetting anything (or so I thought). So 5:00 comes and everything is pretty much done except the stuffing, gravy, and corn. We all sat down to eat and everything was soooo good and there was soooo much…and we were all just making pigs of ourselves…and just about the time we were all finished, I said “OH MY GOD! I forgot two things!” I had forgotten the stuff I made ahead of time (and were in the refrigerator)—the pistachio jello salad and the deviled eggs (both things, ironically, that I have never before made—EVER!!). So, everyone then had to have more food… (I had to force them, you see… Yeah, right!)
We had TONS of leftovers (which is what I wanted)…I did about 8-10# of potatoes and one of those industrial-sized cans of green beans from Sams. (I also wanted to be able to send home leftovers!) It was all heavenly…
All this for six people and one child. 🙂 Like I said, leftovers.
So, apparently sometimes I’m in the mood to blog and sometimes I’m not. I just realized today that I hadn’t updated the blog since waiting for dad and Lin to arrive…10 days ago!
Turns out they didn’t expect us to be home (although I said we would be!) and they forgot I said to call from the airport! Anyway, they arrived about 4:30 and we gave them the grand tour and had dinner and visited. Most of their visit was spent relaxing, but we did have a great (what I called) mini-Thanksgiving Dinner… Linda had wanted to try deep-fried turkey so we turned it into a full-course meal and invited friends! We had turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, green bean casserole, peas and corn, candied yams with marshmallows, pistachio fluff, orange jello, with carrot cake and ice cream for dessert! Everything was DELICIOUS! (It was also a trial run for our actual Thanksgiving dinner next week, which we’re hosting.)
After celebrating Thanksgiving Saturday night, we celebrated Christmas on Sunday by putting up the tree! Here, you can see Dad helping… :)) :>
and Lin helping… :p
It was nice being able to celebrate two holidays in one weekend! We had a good time overall and enjoyed the visit!
Dad and Lin should be on their way here from Raleigh right now. I hope everything is okay, as I was sort of expecting a call from them once they got to the airport or started on their way here. For now, I’m chalking it up to either A) forgetting, B) the rental car taking longer than anticipated, or C) getting lost!
On another note, the weather is GORGEOUS! Aside from a cold and rainy stretch around the time mom and David were here, it’s been in the 70s and sunny with no humidity! We haven’t turned the heat on once…and mostly always have the windows open! The breeze is amazing. This is the best time of year here. If it was like this year-round, you would never get me back home to Michigan!