So the only good thing that seems to have come from the thirty degree temperature drop in the last 24 hours is the glee I experienced this morning when I let Caper outside. Watching him slip and try to gain traction on our deck-turned ice rink made me chuckle.
Of course, we all know Caper will get the last laugh the second I step outside and fall on my ass.
1. When renovating a house, does it seem smart to smoke your Marlboro Light and then throw the butt between the ugly green linoleum floor and plywood floor so that five years later some poor girl can clean it up while pulling up the carpet?
2. Why do people think they can walk across the middle of a busy street, where there is no crosswalk and have a line of cars stop for them? We are talking about a very busy street here. She didn't appear to have a death wish, but I could be wrong.
These are just two of the many.
So after a week of house guests, the house seems quiet and empty now. Caper no longer has his two new friends around and seems to be unsure of just what he should do now. I probably should do some cleaning, but relaxing on the couch seems like such a better idea.
Thanksgiving was good. The food was delicious. I stuffed my first turkey and even did a little skin grafting when the neck flap got a hole. Top three food choices would have to be the stuffing, the blackcherry jello with pineapple and blueberries and of course, my homemade pumpkin pie. Ooh, the butternut squash souffle was wonderful too! It turned out we didn't need a 17.2 LB turkey, but the leftovers the past few days have been great.
The rest of the weekend was spent working on odd jobs around the house, a little bit of shopping and the three Doerr women knitting. My dad said it felt as though he was surrounded by three little old ladies in a nursing home. Meanwhile, Pepper followed Caper everywhere and Emma slept, somehow commandeering half of the couch. Pictures of those cuties will come soon.
So I've been a slacker recently with the blogging and unfortunately with the turkey holiday in two days, Caperlove may remain stagnant a bit longer. Things have been busy here with cleaning and getting ready for the family and the additional two dogs to descend onto Thorndale.
I did take a break this weekend and made sugar cookies with friends. We did it up right and decorated with homemade frosting. Applying the frosting reminded me of being back in elementary school and using tongue depressors to spread out glue. I am no artist, but I am proud of the last two I decorated.
I've been a longtime fan of WD-40 for its ability to get rid of annoying squeaks. But I recently read in Real Simple that it also has magical powers that erase crayon marks. There were two kids in our house before us and while most of the marks were painted over, I have come across several doodlings on non-wall surfaces.
Well, I finally found the little straw-thingy that goes with the WD-40 and tried it out today.
Brilliance, people, pure brilliance.
