What Day Is It Anyway?

Is it Wednesday today? Yeash...I missed my favorite show, Glee. I hope you have it recorded Becky. I have no idea why I thought it was Tuesday today. So...that means tomorrow is Thursday.

I decorated the living room all up for Christmas today. Frankie helped. She is getting bigger by leaps and bounds and can get stuff from off the couch. I kept thinking I had things out of her reach and she would get something. It seems that she knows that she should not have it and she takes off like a bat out of hell and heads straight under the kitchen table. In order to retrieve it I have to pull out the chairs and crawl under which at that point she takes off to another room. Thank goodness she has not figured out that she can get under the beds. I can't fit under the bed. I only put up half a tree. I put it up on the end table so Frankie can't get at it. She was so intrigued by what I was doing and so busy trying to get stuff, there is no way she would leave the tree alone. I guess that I can't put wrapped gifts under the tree. That would be just too tempting for her.

I plan to get up in the morning, bake some butter tarts, dress Frankie up in her new Christmas outfit and go visit mom at the care home. I will bring her her Christmas decorations and jazz her room up. Hopefully Frankie will be a good girl.

Anyway, the living room looks nice. Now all I have to do is take on the basement. That is going to be a massive job. I think Mike is off Thursday and Friday so I can get him to help me move stuff.

I'm Watching You

This is the song that John's brother David wrote and sang at the memorial service. He has now recorded it. It is beautiful. It does make me cry every time I hear it. I am not at the place, like the lyrics say that I won't cry so much but laugh instead. It almost seems that as the days go by, I cry more and more.

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John used to say all the time: "I love you more. I love you today, tomorrow and forever."

Pathetic

On the last day of November, I find myself happy that the month is over. It is not that I want Christmas to hurry and get here, it is more because I am tired of wracking my brain and trying to figure out something interesting to post. I feel that I have done a very poor job this year. I seem to have lost any of the little creative edge that I have had in the past. Maybe the posts will be better now that the pressure to produce is off and I can wait to post when I have something blog worthy.

It is still nice outside today but I am having trouble motivating myself to do anything. I was going to try to do some outdoor decorating. I would just like to sit and watch television but my satellite is acting wonky and I can't get it to work. I don't know what happened to it. I was going to go and change the channel and then everything went fuzzy and it says that there is no signal. I tried pushing all kinds of buttons. Nothing. I would watch a movie but somebody that I won't name took the DVD player into the basement and I don't know how to hook it up plus I don't think I can get it to work because I don't know what buttons to push or which remote to push them on. I used to know. I am going to have to write it all down. Mike has gone to work so I can't call for him to fix it. On my own, I am pathetic. I will have to go into the basement and see if that TV works. I guess if I watch down there, I can start to clean the basement and get it ready for Christmas, you know, haul out all the decorations and stuff. I should just go and have a nap. Frankie and Roscoe are. Sometimes animals are smart.

Grey Cup Sunday

It was nice to go away but it is always nice to be home. Frankie was a very happy dog to be home. She missed Roscoe. Tonight I heard her bay for the first time. She was so excited to play with Roscoe, she bayed. She was kind of a bad girl this evening and had trouble calming down. I have learned to simply put her into her crate until she settles herself down. It does no good to fight with her. When she winds like that she does not even listen to Roscoe even when he barks in her face. She just barks back.

Mike and I are choked about the Riders loosing the Grey Cup. For you Americans, that is the Canadian version of the Super Bowl. We lost because of an illegal substitution or in other words to many guys on the field in the last seconds of the game. Of course it should have never come down to that seeing as how they blew a big lead. Oh well, at least we made it to the Grey Cup and they had us going for pretty much the whole game.

How many more days in November? This is getting painful, NaBloPoMo that is.

Santa Parade

This evening I attended the Yorkton Santa Claus parade with the grand kids, Becky, Glen and Angela. The highlight was to touch the Olympic torch. Yup...I touched it. Then I held a candle that the torch group was handing out. Stood out there on the street holding my torch candle thingy slowly turning into a Popsicle. Where are the hot flashes when a person needs them.

Now I am back at Becky's and Glens waiting for Angela and Becky to get back from the store and make supper. It is 7:00pm. I think they are planning to make some kind of spicy Vietnamese soup. I think I will have toast and cereal. It is too late for spicy. I will not feel sorry for them when they are troubled with bad dreams and acid indigestion in the middle of the night although I am sure that they are long past coming to me to make it better so I should be safe, just in case you were worried.

The kids are all pumped up on candy they got from the parade. They gave me all their rejects but even some of those I had to reject so I passed them on to Glen. He gets all the Pete's Pucks candy. Seriously, who in the world would name their candy: Pete's Pucks? They taste like fruit flavored soap. Glen says that they are not too bad. It is an acquired taste. He must have ate a lot of Thrills when he was a kid. For those of you who don't know, that is soap flavored gum. Nasty stuff.

I love you El Nino

I love shopping on line. It takes a lot of stress out of Christmas shopping. What fun it is simply to wait for the postman. It is fun to go to the various on line stores and shop drinking a nice cup of java or hot chocolate. (snow soup as Ben and Sam call it) Hot chocolate helps put me in the Christmas mood. I can put my feet up. I don't have to worry about sore feet or sore hips. I can play my own Christmas music. I can sing along and not bother anybody.

The weather outside is delightful
The fire is not so frightful
Since we have no place to go
Don't let it snow, don't let it snow, I said no to snow.....

Hee hee...see...not bothering a soul.

Next week I am going to decorate the yard snow or no snow. Truthfully, I am hoping for the no snow. I am loving this weather. It was fun going out with Ben and Sam and the puppy and running through the leaves. I shall put up the tree as well. Bah...who needs snow! I love the no snow thing. Chris does not have to shovel! Yes! I love it. No to wet dog feet tracking into the house and no to winter boots blocking the doorway. No to getting stuck in the back alley and no to having to sweep the car off with my bare hands because I forgot to bring my gloves along.

It may look strange out there but I think I can get past that. Most probably, there will be snow. It is a rare thing not to have snow. I am thinking it will snow before Christmas. Sigh....

This evening, we are going to cook hot dogs outside and barbecue chicken. That wood smoke is going to smell fantastic. Like I said, I love this weather! With that said, I am heading out to enjoy some more sunshine. I am going to pour a cup of coffee and sip at that and read my book and listen to the neighborhood children play hockey on the street. You don't need snow for that. Floor hockey is fun. See! A no snow winter would be just fine.

Hmmm...not my best written composition. Oh well...to nice out to worry about that. Bye, going outside and am wearing only my sweater and again, loving it.

Frank And Beans

Not too sure of each other yet, claw covers and all. Poor Frankie looks terrified. She gives Libby Beans lots of room. Ni ether would cooperate and pose nice for the picture.

Frank is having a great time on our mini holiday. She has received lots of presents. The boys love to give her things. She even got a Christmas outfit. She will look very special visiting at the care home in it. I think she is missing Roscoe though. She loves to play with him the most.

How many more sleeps until November is over? This is getting harder everyday.