Friday, February 15, 2008
Happy Birthday, M!
Today is M's birthday. We celebrated with Grandma and Uncle K. by going out to supper. Then we had a bit of cake a Grandma's. When we came home Emma opened M's presents for him. I asked her if she wanted to let Daddy open one. M said it was OK, it was kind of nice having a present opener to do all the work. M also got birthday phone calls from Uncle B's crew and from Noni and Popi. It's a family tradition that we call and sing "Happy Birthday," as bad as it may sound. Uncle B's family was overachieving tonight. They threw in extra "Cha, cha, cha's"


Written at 9:40 PM by Highlandgal.
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Thursday, February 14, 2008
Everyone is home safe
M and Uncle K did end up driving through the night to get home from the airport. M got home sometime after 5:00 a.m. and crawled into bed around 6:00 a.m. His mom opened the store for him so he was able to sleep until 11:00 a.m. That was enough to guarantee he'd at least be human today. Emma and I appreciate it.
Written at 5:41 PM by Highlandgal.
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Giant sand pit
Hurricane force winds last Sunday blew the tarp off of our carefully groomed and leveled sand circle which was the base of our pool. As you can see, it's not so groomed now. It must have been pretty gratifying making those first few footprints in pristine level sand...

Written at 5:39 PM by Highlandgal.
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Shows what I know...
I'm used to a small box of chocolates and an obligatory dozen roses. This was not at all expected...


It's nice when there are still surprises fourteen years later. Not such a shabby Valentine's after all.
Written at 5:36 PM by Highlandgal.
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Wednesday, February 13, 2008
In the spirit of Valentine's
Emma has been really affectionate lately. It's really heartwarming to be peppered with spontaneous proclamations of "I love you, Mommy" and soft kisses. The amusing thing is you never know where her kisses are going to land. Random body parts are fair game.
Written at 9:24 PM by Highlandgal.
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I think Valentine's will be a wash
But I'm not crying. Sometimes real life is more important.

My brother-in-law's trip to Texas with his girlfriend turned sour. Our family had to quickly coordinate an emergency extraction for him. The quickest method we could work out was a flight due to arrive at Dulles at 11:55 p.m. tonight. I've already checked the flight and it's been delayed till 12:45 a.m. M gets the pleasure of driving over three hours up there to pick him up in the wee hours. Under the best of circumstances they arrive back home by 5:00 a.m. or so. That's if they don't elect to grab a hotel room along the way.

Anticipating that my husband will be a zombie tomorrow, I invited him to go out to eat at the Inn tonight for their buffet night. I wish you could have seen his face brighten when I suggested it. Emma and I met him at the store when he finished work and we all went for a nice meal together. We dropped him off at his car afterward and he began his journey. Emma and I came home and I took over bath and bedtime duties.

I figure I have Emma's and M's cards and treats ready for the morning so I'm covered. We'll save our celebratory energy for Friday, which is M's birthday.
Written at 9:16 PM by Highlandgal.
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Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Been sick
And tired, and indifferent to blogging, and all that. Sorry, it happens sometimes. The sick parts sucks though. I spent Sunday and Monday wallowing in it. Today I felt only marginally better, but needed to get back to work. I still sound like hell. Today, three different people told me they'd had it and it had lasted two weeks, two and a half week and three weeks, respectively. Nice. It's all head and chest crap. No stomach problems, thank goodness. (And knock on wood)
Written at 5:37 PM by Highlandgal.
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Snowman pal
Emma and Daddy whipped this up in a few minutes this afternoon. Not too shabby for one inch of snow accumulation.



Written at 5:34 PM by Highlandgal.
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Jake update
He seems to be recovering nicely now. He's up and around a lot lately, almost back to normal. I can tell that his rear legs aren't as strong as they were, but exercise and more recovery time should bring him back to normal.

I was unprepared for how long the recovery process would take and how completely out of it he would be for some time.
Written at 5:29 PM by Highlandgal.
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"Are you happy?"
It's quite disarming when my three year old innocently asks me the question that's been plaguing my thoughts a lot lately.
Written at 5:26 PM by Highlandgal.
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Sunday, February 10, 2008
Emma's favorite thing to do...
At Costco. She made Popi browse books with her for a long time.

Written at 11:39 AM by Highlandgal.
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