Monday, December 11, 2006
More fun than humanly possible
You know, by now I don't even remember what we were doing Friday? Not enough, I'm sure. But that's normal.
Saturday I was in the middle of packing books to mail when Caro called from the auction she had gone to "just check out". "Can you empty out Dreamcloud and come?" she asked, somewhat breathlessly.
She was breathless from carrying her wins to her own little pile by the door in between bidding. This auction was being held at our county fairgrounds sale and show barn, which is about the size of an average high school gym, and it was PACKED with stuff. Packed with everything but bidders, seemed like, and the goods were going off at crazy cheap prices. Like, a 7 1/2 foot tall LIGHTED Christmas tree, bought new last year...one dollar.
We had to fill her little station wagon, and fill my Explorer TWICE (this is why I have an SUV, by the way), to get it all home. Then came the fun of sorting and carrying and trying to find a place to put. Plus checking the trees (we ended up with two smaller ones as well) for completeness and run condition and continuing with the NEVER ENDING PROCESS of DECORATING!!!!
So that's why I didn't do much online the last few nights. My brain got tired of hearing my body complain and went on its own little vacation.
Here's a fun holiday pic for your amusement. It's a record we picked up at some point in time--possibly at an auction! I don't know what it sounds like because we haven't had a record player in quite a few years. But the cover is the good part anyway. Doesn't that Santa look like he lost the bet at the studio Christmas party?
On our future shopping list is one of those newfangled turntables with a USB hookup so you can copy all your old vinyl records to computer music files. Wouldn't you know Best Buy would be sold out when I went looking!?
Part 27--Comforts of Home: Hank settles back into his lab routine. Bishop gets clued in on the facts about PMS.
Saturday I was in the middle of packing books to mail when Caro called from the auction she had gone to "just check out". "Can you empty out Dreamcloud and come?" she asked, somewhat breathlessly.
She was breathless from carrying her wins to her own little pile by the door in between bidding. This auction was being held at our county fairgrounds sale and show barn, which is about the size of an average high school gym, and it was PACKED with stuff. Packed with everything but bidders, seemed like, and the goods were going off at crazy cheap prices. Like, a 7 1/2 foot tall LIGHTED Christmas tree, bought new last year...one dollar.
We had to fill her little station wagon, and fill my Explorer TWICE (this is why I have an SUV, by the way), to get it all home. Then came the fun of sorting and carrying and trying to find a place to put. Plus checking the trees (we ended up with two smaller ones as well) for completeness and run condition and continuing with the NEVER ENDING PROCESS of DECORATING!!!!
So that's why I didn't do much online the last few nights. My brain got tired of hearing my body complain and went on its own little vacation.
Here's a fun holiday pic for your amusement. It's a record we picked up at some point in time--possibly at an auction! I don't know what it sounds like because we haven't had a record player in quite a few years. But the cover is the good part anyway. Doesn't that Santa look like he lost the bet at the studio Christmas party?
On our future shopping list is one of those newfangled turntables with a USB hookup so you can copy all your old vinyl records to computer music files. Wouldn't you know Best Buy would be sold out when I went looking!?
Part 27--Comforts of Home: Hank settles back into his lab routine. Bishop gets clued in on the facts about PMS.
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