(This post will make no sense unless you go to Brad’s site.)
Brad, I can’t believe how passe’ your idea is. People – swanky people – have been drinking from drains for years!
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(This post will make no sense unless you go to Brad’s site.)
Brad, I can’t believe how passe’ your idea is. People – swanky people – have been drinking from drains for years!
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For all the sitting around and watching tv we did today, we did actually manage to get some things done.  Lloyd finished up the map for Kate and John’s wedding, and I cut them out. (I have the big knife, remember.) I also made a card for a family from the Center who is celebrating the adoption of their three boys. The yellow text shows up better in person than in the picture.
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I also planned on re-doing the caulking in the bathroom, but I bought the wrong color. Oops.
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Well, the news isn’t slow, but the photo is what it is.  The Thanksgiving Breakfast Buffet was a big hit at school, Lloyd is at his Fun Night with the middle school children. (He co-ordinates an evening of games & dancing. I won’t go into it because he’ll probably want to write about it later.) It’s 9:40 and he won’t be home for at least another hour.
I’ve been sitting around the house, occasionally cleaning up, and trying not to fall asleep out of supportive guilt for Lloyd. Here’s a picture of my lap. The shoes are my expensive, but foot-saving Josef Siebels, which I pray look better when I stand up than they do in this picture. The uke is staged, but the harmonica isn’t.
(Who are we kidding? It’s staged, too.)
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Brad and I have discussed how it’s a good idea to have some photos on backup – for those dry days. This is one of those. We’re going to bed at 9 so we can get up at 5 and be at work by 6. Lloyd has computer stuff to do and I have our Thanksgiving Breakfast Buffet. No chuckles this post. ‘Nite.
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While getting ready for bed, I heard a *scrabble scrabble* from the vent to the attic fan in the hall. It’s the first bat of the season! I went to tell Lloyd (who – as you’ll read about in the lower post – was comfortably in bed after drowning his sorrows from the worst day ever). He rose to the challenge, though. Whistling the theme from ‘The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly’ and wearing a fleece poncho we’ve been using as a blanket, he went to catch that bat. It involves propping the vent open with a broom, waiting until the bat comes out, then catching it with a sheet to release it into the wild. My job is to hide behind a door – this time with a camera.
The poncho fell off in the scuffle.
I’m glad he caught that bat. It surely would have eaten us in the night.