Did you have a good Thanksgiving? I hope so. We had a lovely time here with friends over and lots of food and it was great.
But first thing the next morning I drove to Detroit to visit my
parents. My dad has been back in the hospital, and it was hard to
decide what to do. I felt I should go out there but didn’t know if
bringing the kids would be too much, and I didn’t want to be apart from
them during Thanksgiving (or a birthday). I finally decided it made
more sense to go alone right after turkey day.
I always try to take a picture of my kids right before I leave for a trip by myself, and this was Friday’s:
They are all in the glow of the computer because Mona didn’t want to
stop the game she was in the middle of, so rather than have her quit I
had Quinn and Aden pose on either side and told Mona she had to look at
me when I counted to three.
Anyway, my dad’s health problems are posing all kinds of difficulties
for my parents at the moment, mostly because his mobility is limited.
But we played Scrabble and I read to him a little, showed him photos of
the kids and pictures of our new porch, and talked about our new dog.
It was a nice visit.
However, I’m still feeling out of sorts after the long drive there
and back and frazzled about Mona’s upcoming party and a concert I have
to play this week and about a million other things that are making it
hard to focus on one coherent blog post, so here is a hodgepodge of
things for your consideration.
Let’s start with a couple of Mona Creations. The first is a Firebird
that I actually convinced her to let me keep so it doesn’t get
destroyed. She offered me shared custody for about a week, but then
recently told me I could just have it.
Then there is this Squid, which is just cool. My kid can make a squid. I am beyond proud.
Next, the dog went to the groomer and came back looking like a
different (if equally cute) dog. It’s hard to get a good picture of the
dog because he just comes out a black blur most of the time. I got the
most satisfying crazy happy greeting from the dog when I returned from
Detroit. It’s ridiculous how much I love this dog after only two weeks.
And now a challenge! My dad asked me when I was visiting if I would
please go out into the library and get his Escher book. It was in the
shelves on the wall on the right side of the room. Which looks like
this:
Yeah.
My dad said it wouldn’t be hard because it was all in alphabetical
order. I don’t know what alphabet he’s using but it’s not one with
which I’m familiar. So the book on Escher is supposedly in this
section, so if you spot it let me know:
And that’s about all I have time for because I am already late for a rehearsal. Take care and enjoy your leftovers!
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