Sunday, November 28, 2004
Sunday Funday
Can't get enough excitement in your life? You should be me.
I did get to snooze in until 11, which was nice. Damaris and fam popped over--their weekend move is going remarkably well, thanks to the superpowers of the Mighty Nigel. Mike was, as usual, excited to see them. Maybe a little too excited. When I inquired gently as to who was attempted to heat the entire southeast Colorado region via our back door THIS time, he ran back to be helpful. One shattered pane of glass later, the door was almost completely blocking out the elements once again.
Luckily there is a curtain over the glass part of the door, so he didn't slice his hand to ribbons going through the pane. So good news! No ER trip for us!
My email showed me about a dozen posts from the Emergency Weather people. We are under a winter storm warning, the kind where they say, "Don't panic, but you DO have plenty of milk and prescription medication on hand, right?"
So I moved a project up on the roster while the outdoor temps were still in the mid 40s. I've harvested a boatload of moonflower, xeriscape petunia, and marigold seeds from the Garden of Art, Science and Technology, and then I raked and pulled up all the dead vines and such. Sliced a long but shallow cut across my thumb pulling up the big tall native grass, and I am now horribly itchy all over from wading through the plant life. But now the area is all ready for us to put out the outdoor trees which Mike has been raving on about since, oh, September....
Oh, and yesterday we finished clearing up the place in our living room where the tree will go, and under Mike's relentless nagging, actually set it up. So we now have an artificial tree looming in naked splendor on top of a stack of four boxes of books I guess we will list AFTER the holidays. Oh, well, they'll just get older.
As will Caro and I. By the minute. No, nothing like the innocent joy of a child in residence to really make the holidays meaningful....
I did get to snooze in until 11, which was nice. Damaris and fam popped over--their weekend move is going remarkably well, thanks to the superpowers of the Mighty Nigel. Mike was, as usual, excited to see them. Maybe a little too excited. When I inquired gently as to who was attempted to heat the entire southeast Colorado region via our back door THIS time, he ran back to be helpful. One shattered pane of glass later, the door was almost completely blocking out the elements once again.
Luckily there is a curtain over the glass part of the door, so he didn't slice his hand to ribbons going through the pane. So good news! No ER trip for us!
My email showed me about a dozen posts from the Emergency Weather people. We are under a winter storm warning, the kind where they say, "Don't panic, but you DO have plenty of milk and prescription medication on hand, right?"
So I moved a project up on the roster while the outdoor temps were still in the mid 40s. I've harvested a boatload of moonflower, xeriscape petunia, and marigold seeds from the Garden of Art, Science and Technology, and then I raked and pulled up all the dead vines and such. Sliced a long but shallow cut across my thumb pulling up the big tall native grass, and I am now horribly itchy all over from wading through the plant life. But now the area is all ready for us to put out the outdoor trees which Mike has been raving on about since, oh, September....
Oh, and yesterday we finished clearing up the place in our living room where the tree will go, and under Mike's relentless nagging, actually set it up. So we now have an artificial tree looming in naked splendor on top of a stack of four boxes of books I guess we will list AFTER the holidays. Oh, well, they'll just get older.
As will Caro and I. By the minute. No, nothing like the innocent joy of a child in residence to really make the holidays meaningful....
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