Thursday, November 13, 2008
Things I never expected to hear #212
"Emma! Stop breaking the chocolate across your toes!"
Written at 8:12 PM by Highlandgal.
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Emma's Thanksgiving Feast
Today M and I were invited to Emma's preschool for a Thanksgiving Feast for the families and the folks from the Senior Center. I took my broccoli and cheese casserole, one of M's favorites. The kids did a little performance for us and then we ate together.

Here's the little group lining up to do their little show...


Emma showing the table decoration to her daddy.


She's running back from her cubby to show me what she'd made...


Finger puppets.

Written at 6:42 PM by Highlandgal.
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Emma sings grace
Before we ate our Thanksgiving feast the preschoolers lined up and did a little performance for us. First they did a fingerplay, then they sang grace for us. I took video of both. Emma did not say one word during the fingerplay, but she sang her little heart out for the grace. When I got back to my office I played back what I had. I was crushed to find out that the video had cut off at exactly one minute, meaning I lost the grace in it's entirely. My point and shoot camera is getting very old and unreliable. It was very disappointing.

To make up for it I asked Emma to sing the grace for Popi when he came over this afternoon. Here is her performance, all of 13 seconds.

Written at 6:38 PM by Highlandgal.
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Wednesday, November 12, 2008
I've got a date!
M and I are going to see Quantum of Solace at the 4:00 p.m. matinee on Saturday. I have been waiting for this all year long. Only three days to go!
Written at 3:35 PM by Highlandgal.
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Shitter's full!
OK, my deepest apologies for the indelicate post title. But I had to. It's an inside joke. That's M favorite line from his all-time favorite Christmas movie, National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation. He giggles like a schoolgirl every time that scene comes up. It's where the unwelcome brother-in-law of Chevy Chase's character is found in the street in the dark in a too-short bathrobe with a cigar between his teeth pumping the effluent from his camper into the storm drain in the street. That line is the brother-in-law's greeting. This is a classic role for Randy Quaid.

Anyway...the reason I posted this nonsense is the septic tank in the house we're renting needed to pumped. There's a suspicious verdant area outside the front gate that's a bit swampy. We haven't had rain here in more than three weeks so it's very suspicious. M called our landlord with his guess for the source of our little jungle. To her credit she got right on it. M dug and found the lid to the tank yesterday. The landlord promised that the septic company would come Friday. Good deal, we'd both be at work.

Except...they didn't come on Friday. The dude in his little tank truck showed up this afternoon, my afternoon off to be at home. I had just sat down with my lunch when he pulled up. Oh no! I nearly panicked.

In the end it turned out to be no big deal. The house is sealed up (or as sealed as an old farmhouse with no insulation can be). I can honestly say I didn't smell a thing. Goes to show what a real professional can do for you sometimes.
Written at 3:23 PM by Highlandgal.
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Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Emma's sick
This isn't new news. She's been sick since last Saturday. She's had a head cold, runny nose and raspy voice. We'd been treating her with Dimetapp but after a week I let it lapse. Today she's worse than ever. Now she has a fever and a croupy sounding cough. M and I have both had the cold. For both of us it lasted about three days. I'm not sure why hers lingers.

Now I have her back on Dimetapp with some Motrin thrown in for the fever. Bless her heart, she doesn't complain or whine about being sick. She acts as close to normal as she can. It just hurts my feelings to see her suffer with it. Two things we desperately need, Emma to get well and some rain. Say a little prayer for us.
Written at 8:26 PM by Highlandgal.
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Reading a book...
I know, big whoop, right? Well, it seems like it to me. I'm such an internet addict that I can while away an evening jumping from site to site and topic to topic. Election season is especially distracting. It's hard for me to pick up a book and commit to it. So when I actually put the computer away long enough to read a book I feel like I've accomplished something.

I'm reading the first book in Charlaine Harris's vampire series. I usually like the vampire genre. It started with Anne Rice way back when. She's the one who made vampires alluring and romantic. Then I got into MaryJanice Davidson's vampire series. It mixes chick lit, vampires and humor. Next was the Twilight series, which I devoured in no time flat.

I've been hearing about the vampire series True Blood on HBO. It's based on the Charlaine Harris books. I decided to go ahead and give her series a try. If I like it there are a ton of books to catch up on. Anyone read them? Did you like them?
Written at 7:48 PM by Highlandgal.
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Sunday, November 09, 2008
Arrgh, Matey!
Emma wanted to play on her ship, but decided that she needed the full pirate costume to do the job. M helped her gear up. At first she didn't want to wear the hat. Then she decided that you couldn't steer the ship without the hat.

Uncle B. and Aunt K. should have some small appreciation for the last picture.




Written at 10:37 AM by Highlandgal.
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