Last Wednesday when Dad picked me up there was an ice storm that downed one of the arborvitae trees in the yard. Uschi and Yara had quite a time chasing one another around the large pile of branches Keith made. For all the playing they did the last week, though both dogs were quite uninterested in eating their meals regularly. I was starting to develop a bit of a complex that it was me and something I was doing, but in actuality I think it was more just the distraction of having another dog around that kept them from wanting to focus on actually finishing their respective food.
Anyway, today marks the end of NaBloPoMo. I don’t really have much to say on it this time around, but that’s probably because my participation this year was rather halfhearted given the daily posting I’m already engaged in for the entire year.
Nevertheless with Thanksgiving over it’s officially the holiday season. I’ll be sending out my holiday cards within the next week, so please let me know if you’re interested in receiving one. I’ve also made plans with Alice and Josh to go to the Victorian Stroll, which is this Sunday, and I’m quite excited. And in a surprising turn, my mother wants to go to the Capital Holiday Lights in Washington Park. Which speaking of, most of my street has already put up their lights. It’s quite lovely, but I can’t help being somewhat horrified how quickly time seems to be speeding along towards Christmas. Not that I’m complaining. . . .