So – I finally screwed up.
I missed a day, darnit.
Does this mean I’m just kicked out of the running? Or is there a grace day? Or am I just done?
warmth
Have a safe and happy Thanksgiving everyone.
Speaking of… I was going to get a cute Thanksgiving graphic to put as my entry today. I really couldn’t find anything. Anyone have a source for things like that? Free?
Preparation
The concert was wonderful. Amazing. The skills of these musicians is unparalleled.
AND I got a VIP pass. Very cool.
Soap Snow fell from the sky. There was pyrotechnics. They played the song that is in this video. In fact he mentioned that someone might have a little too much time on their hands – but because they have so many crew members, they could probably put that dude’s exhibition to shame. And they did.
Of course we got home around 1am, and then had to work, but it was well worth it in my opinion.
I have to go home and clean, make potatoes, bake a pie, and do some laundry in preparation for tomorrow. Until then…
under the gun
A little under the gun at work, and I won’t be home until midnight due to the concert. So – This is basically just a shout out to keep up my Nablopomo record. Ha!
Social Butterflies
Poe and I don’t do a whole heck of a lot outside the home. We both work. We both attend the kid stuff. He has softball for the season through work. That’s it. The rest of what we “do” is in the house hobbies.
Next week is gonna be huge man.
Tomorrow night, we’re seeing Transiberian Orchestra. So cool. A perk of working where I do. Poe and I are going with my boss and another assistant.
Thursday, of course, is Thanksgiving. Which will entail sweat pants, food, and football. I refuse to do anything fancy this year. The centerpiece? Logan’s kindergarten turkey he made out of a pinecone. Mom is making the turkey, stuffing, gravy, and cranberries. I’m making corn, rolls, pumpkin pie, and mashed potatoes (using Ree’s recipe.) Just us, and my parents.
Then Friday, my best friend is coming over to stay with the boys, and Poe and I are going on a real date. With Joseph’s issues, babysitters are far and few between, and she (correctly) assumed we hadn’t been out together since my mother got really sick, back in March. Woohoo!
I’m a little excited.
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