This past weekend was Thanksgiving here in the United States. A time to get together with family and friends and enjoy their company along with good food and drink. Unfortunately, it's also the start of the sickening shopping season, but that's a different story for another time.
This past weekend we spent Thanksgiving day with my father-in-law, whom we don't get to see nearly enough. We had a fantastic time with turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, my wife's soon to be world famous yams and my father-in-law's cranberry sauce that I really, really need to get the recipe for.
After that, we drove up to Big Bear, which is a mountain town where my wife's family has a cabin. It's about 75 miles from where we live; however, we don't take advantage of it nearly enough. We're going to work on changing that. We spent the weekend in the snow, as there was a storm that passed through a few days prior. We also got another snow on Saturday night, but not enough to snow us in and keep me from work on Monday. Damn. Maybe next time.
I do believe that one of the best parts of going to the mountains is that the cabin doesn't have a television. Well, it does, but only plays dvd's and vhs tapes (remember what those are?). It allows you to spend more time with everyone. And, that's what's important. Because, when all is said and done, you won't remember the meal so much as who you spent it with and the value of that time spent. That's what I'm thankful for most...my lovely wife who puts up with my crap...my two beautiful children who are young enough to think of my crap as normal...and the time we got to spend together.
I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend.
P.S. Not to fear, we'll be back to gardening posts soon. As I'm sure you all figured, the bitch is back. Mounds on the far side of the planter where the previous vermin was extinguished. We'll be breaking out the new contraption, keeping ol' medieval in the wings just in case. In the meantime, since it's winter (yes, yes, yes, I live in California, but we still get winter!! See the snow!?!?!?!) and there is not time for gardening except on weekends, we'll be updating on more indoor activities. We have a nice floor going down at the moment that I just KNOW you're both on pins and needles to see.
P.P.S (P.S.S?) Whatever. Spurs 2, Liverpool 1 over the weekend. Another spectacular comeback. I know I had no television, but my lovely wife has a phone thing that gets used for everything except what a phone is actually used for. Followed the victory on that. Spectacular. Fifth place.
No TV = good idea. If ever you're wondering how to make TV lose its appeal for the younger generation, might I suggest you try moving to Germany? I can vouchsafe that this will work.
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If you've been away from reading blogs as much as you were away from writing them, you will have missed the fact that I write about non-gardening stuff 75% more than gardening stuff. I'd change my name but everyone already knows me as Crystal Coast Gardener. So don't be too worried if you stray from gardening posts every so often...
ReplyDeleteLOVE that pic of your daughter. Classic.
VB, if moving to Germany is what it takes, so be it. Right now we're taking baby steps. It's only on if something is being watched, but won't be kept on as background noise. Seems to be working. We'll take another baby step next week.
ReplyDeleteKyna, I think that's the path I'm going to take. Whatever suits my fancy is what will be discussed. It's my blog, and I can deviate if I want to!
So jealous you got to play in the snow...not that I want it to snow here, but I don't mind visiting it once in a while...it's just been too long.
ReplyDeleteHonestly, I think restricting a blog to JUST gardening gets a bit dull and repetitive. I for one would love to see your new floors, especially as we have a looming remodel coming up. I think blogs should just be about life, and what interests you!
I actually threw a beer bottle into the air (not good indoors) when Lennon scored, and Mrs IG (a Manc) laughed. No moaning? Naw, it was a fucking great goal!
ReplyDeleteBy the by, if you ever come to Hingerland, you're the one person that gets dibs on my brother's membership.
Curbstone, you hit it right on the head. The fact is, with work, family and life, I don't get to garden enough to post as often as I'd like. So, from now on it's going to be all politics all the time! Yea, no.
ReplyDeleteIG, I nearly did the same, even though it was 9:45 am. (No one judge. If you want to judge, judge the jackass that came up with the whole "not before noon" crap.) And, I was following it on the phone, where the big excitement was the 1 changed to a 2.
Oh, and IG, I must say you lost me on the Hingerland.
ReplyDeleteHingerland. Ingerland. England. It's how we pronounce it when we want to prtend we're posh. If you ever come over, you have a seat at the Lane.
ReplyDeleteAh, IG, excellent to hear. We'll be there next Christmas for my sister's big, well we won't give the number, let's just say it's a milestone birthday and rhymes with shorty. There should be one home game in the two weeks we'll be there.
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