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Merry Christmas, everyone! Yesterday's happy things:
1. Yet more work on a Christmas present. The finished product... has its points. More to come. ;)
2. Wrapping all the presents. Hurrah for the big work table! And for red and white ribbon that curls so prettily. (The less said about the green ribbon the better. !!!)
3. Yet more Dick Van Dyke. WALNUTS!
4. Christmas Eve at the parents' house, with Bro. No. 1 and wife. Steak for dinner, and Mexican Train afterward.
Not really "happy things" yet, but so far this morning I have:
(1) Woken up to a thunderstorm.
(2) Got out of bed 20 minutes later when informing there was HAIL.
(3) First thought was [SQUIRREL!] ahem, Camera! and then MY CAR!
(4) Took several pictures. The hail was tiny, about dried-pea size (and hence no threat to the car), but there was a nice amount. It made nice pictures with the Christmas yard lights.
(5) With my mother, shot at a squirrel in the pecan tree, trying to steal pecans. As my mother said, THEY don't know it's Christmas, the little thieves. (If you're new to my journal, we use Airsoft on squirrels.) It's been a big pecan year. My mother has felt like she's been living the Dick Van Dyke "Walnuts" episode, except with pecans. Pecans on the kitchen table, under the piano, on the living room floor, in the spare bedroom...
(6) Interrupted myself while typing this post to shoot at TWO squirrels getting back in the tree. (Can you tell where the interruption was?) It's still raining steadily. I think I need to reload...
1. Yet more work on a Christmas present. The finished product... has its points. More to come. ;)
2. Wrapping all the presents. Hurrah for the big work table! And for red and white ribbon that curls so prettily. (The less said about the green ribbon the better. !!!)
3. Yet more Dick Van Dyke. WALNUTS!
4. Christmas Eve at the parents' house, with Bro. No. 1 and wife. Steak for dinner, and Mexican Train afterward.
Not really "happy things" yet, but so far this morning I have:
(1) Woken up to a thunderstorm.
(2) Got out of bed 20 minutes later when informing there was HAIL.
(3) First thought was [SQUIRREL!] ahem, Camera! and then MY CAR!
(4) Took several pictures. The hail was tiny, about dried-pea size (and hence no threat to the car), but there was a nice amount. It made nice pictures with the Christmas yard lights.
(5) With my mother, shot at a squirrel in the pecan tree, trying to steal pecans. As my mother said, THEY don't know it's Christmas, the little thieves. (If you're new to my journal, we use Airsoft on squirrels.) It's been a big pecan year. My mother has felt like she's been living the Dick Van Dyke "Walnuts" episode, except with pecans. Pecans on the kitchen table, under the piano, on the living room floor, in the spare bedroom...
(6) Interrupted myself while typing this post to shoot at TWO squirrels getting back in the tree. (Can you tell where the interruption was?) It's still raining steadily. I think I need to reload...
