I wanted to share with you all that besides the miracle of getting that Christmas present deviation done in time, Christmas Eve it snowed - and we got anywhere from 2-4 in. up here (6 in drifts) that gave me an the boys across the street something to do yesterday.
Dad managed to smoke a turkey (something we didn't do for thanksgiving, like we normally used to do at Dumont) in the freezing weather outside, and I got the thing(s) i wanted for Christmas, plus another very awesome present. :>
Mommy got the quilt she wanted,
Dad got a telescoping ice scraper for his truck (mom saw him slip a little trying to scrape it on monday, so she picked that up for him),
and I got an mp3 player and a new set of headphones, which is what was hoping for.
I can't fly it at home (we have a field that would work fairly nicely, but there are powerlines), so hopefully we'll be able to set some time aside in the future on a breezy day to fly it. :> Otherwise I may just hang it in my room >.> no problem displaying it with the other TF/Thunderbird stuff.... (I shall hang him upside down like upender
Anyway, onto the tale that gave this journal it's name!
I was a little sad I had to go to work today, until I realized there was a bunch of ice still left on our street. I told
So now I'm happy that I get to stay at home. I'm sore from playing outside so much yesterday, and still beat from not really getting a break anytime before then,
I hope you guys are getting some rest too. God bless.