Current Events

Hope y’all had a happy Hallow. Our Saturday was a blur. Carl worked, we went to church for the 5:15, then dashed over to Phil and Cindy’s for pizza and a chance to see the twins dressed up (Snow White and Princess Ariel) and hang while Cindy handed out candy to the trick or treaters.

Carl kept an eye on the clock, and we managed to make it out the door by eight so we could drive up to GR to spend a long Sunday carving pumpkins, eating donuts, and visited the Dear Aged Despot—henceforth to be known as D.a.d.—after his surgery.

Besides looking understandably white around the gills, we were happy to see him up and around so much, quite chattable and ready to be part of the festivities. Apparently, by Monday morning he was recovered enough to also send me an illuminating bit of hatemail about my lack of filial devotion, the abandonment of my “rightful” place in the family.

Not sure.

But, I did extract a promise from Carl that if I ever undergo major surgery he will not allow me to email ANYONE for at least seven days. I’d like to be med-free before I start flogging my nearest and dearest.

I would also like to recommend not being an only daughter. I’d like to think it would’ve spared me a few scattered thundershowers and flash floods of tears over the years… I mean, before common sense kicks in and you realize that if your father isn’t even spelling your husband’s name correctly, there may be something afoot besides sadism.

But, if nothing else, life is a process of shaking it off, and so onward we trudge, putting together our November meal plan, buying storage crates for the newly organized basement unit, making plans for coffee with Em later in the week, tidying the digs, and launching into the new novel.

Today, in point of fact, is a new day. And, I have a lot of menus to put together in the next hour…