Hey, folks. It's been a mad weekend of family and activities with the under-8 crowd, so of course I'm exhausted. Crashed on the futon with the dog loudly chewing her squeaky ball and a nice hot toddy now.
I think the ~ma must have paid off. My brother made the wisest decision he could: he's taking the consulting gig his old company offered, and will patch together a couple of other part-time gigs, and actually live with his family for the next year (he's been doing a Monday-to-Friday commute from Denver to DC, which has been awful). I'm really pleased: I hope this means he gets to spend some solid time with his kids and relax a bit with his wife.
Me, I'm trying to decide if I should get off the couch and make macaroons, or just sit here and maybe start watching Jessica Jones.
Teppy! Thank you for the hair ornament!
You're welcome! I thought of you as soon as I saw it.
Who sent me the green snowflake ornament? It must have fallen out of a package or an envelope because I found it on the floor and I know I've never seen it before! It's very pretty and I put it on a hanging basket to wait until I get the tree up. A mystery snowflake appeared!
It really has been chaos around here, with the moving of stuff and the enthusiastic helpers.
Tep, I remember when you got that car! And when we drove around in in together for the first time. :) Good times.
I spent my afternoon/evening taking a friend to the Zoo Lights, which is like one of those holiday light drives only at the zoo, and with a little train ride. It was silly and fun, and we saw polar bears. My friend is Japanese, and we spend a fair bit of time discussing words, both in American English and Japanese. Apparently in Japanese, polar bears are called white bears (which makes rather more descriptive sense), or shirokuma.
Congrats on the new car, Steph! I agree that $50 is too much for the big bow, but oddly tempting.
I just finished making another batch of butterscotch sauce. Butterbeer did not work, so I'm sticking with butterscotch.
While watching TV, a Kay's jewelry commercial came on. At the end, Noah belted out "every KICK begins with K" which made me feel like he's a little part of ita's legacy.
Butterbeer did not work, so I'm sticking with butterscotch.
Woe.
Suela, that sounds good for your brother. I hope it works out well for him.
I socialized this evening. I stopped by Faux-Son's house after work to drop of his present, and I chatted happily with his family for a couple of hours and hugged their big dog. I caught up on gossip about people and talked like grown-ups with him, his wife, and kids. I need to do this more often.
