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A Mixed Bag of Tricks
So here's the week at a glance:
Parents visited. Went swimmingly. Lots of pipe organs and HIGH MASS. Hutch was on her best behavior. You know how good Hutch is with parents . . .
Sprained ankle. Carting the 55 lb suitcase of the mother who packed an entire bag of "canadian apples" in her case. (side note - why are there no Jonathan Apples in Quebec? They are the BEST)
Caught a cold/fever/chill/cough . . . blah. And there are essays and journals languishing on my dining table, begging to be graded and all I can do is lie on the couch and watch HBO movies.
Thanksgiving head count: 11
Chairs in the condo: 6
Hutch will not allow either stovetop stuffing OR green bean casserole.
(side note - she did buy me a single serving of stovetop - just add water)
Got a the yummiest of yummy surprises this evening - Hutch brought home a bag from LUSH. OH Laura, Laura. Laura - I get it now!
Am in love with the soap and the soap and the rubbing bar that turns into body butter . . . laws.
And now it's time for Supernatural. So it's all good.
Parents visited. Went swimmingly. Lots of pipe organs and HIGH MASS. Hutch was on her best behavior. You know how good Hutch is with parents . . .
Sprained ankle. Carting the 55 lb suitcase of the mother who packed an entire bag of "canadian apples" in her case. (side note - why are there no Jonathan Apples in Quebec? They are the BEST)
Caught a cold/fever/chill/cough . . . blah. And there are essays and journals languishing on my dining table, begging to be graded and all I can do is lie on the couch and watch HBO movies.
Thanksgiving head count: 11
Chairs in the condo: 6
Hutch will not allow either stovetop stuffing OR green bean casserole.
(side note - she did buy me a single serving of stovetop - just add water)
Got a the yummiest of yummy surprises this evening - Hutch brought home a bag from LUSH. OH Laura, Laura. Laura - I get it now!
Am in love with the soap and the soap and the rubbing bar that turns into body butter . . . laws.
And now it's time for Supernatural. So it's all good.
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I'm just waiting for the house to fill up with smells of cooking and baking! Sigh . . . have a good holiday! We'll be having blueberries from your part of the world - cheers!