P.S. Note to self: if the newly-decorated Xmas tree that is covered in glass and crystal ornaments falls over on the middle of the night and hits the table and chandelier in the foyer, you might as well stay up and clean up the mess instead of waiting until morning because you’re going to be dreaming about broken ornaments and what survived the carnage ALL NIGHT anyway.
P.P.S (or is it P.S.S.?) I am convinced this was the Saint of Decorated Christmas Tree’s way of getting even with me for the not taking off all the lights to redistribute them when I ran out 2/3 way up the tree and instead chose to “wing it”. Guess who’s going to be taking off all the lights and ornaments to redecorate after the toppling fiasco?
It seems almost impossible, but today is Oliver’s SECOND birthday! I can’t believe how the time has flown.
I had planned to have a photo montage to post for today, but the gods of technology have said otherwise (I’m blaming misplacing the cord to my laptop cord on them!).
So here is Payten and Brayden singing Happy Birthday to Oliver.
Brayden catches a fainting goat (no really, they faint! They were bred to faint so and were kept with expensive cashmere goats. Then when a predator would threaten the flock, these poor things would faint and the predator would get them instead of the more expensive goats! So sad!)
The Wednesday before Thanksgiving will always be special to me because it’s when my doctor told me I was in COMPLETE REMISSION!
One year down and one to go before I’m considered to be out of the woods (most cancers require 5 years, but the form of lymphoma I had is most likely to come back within two years, so if it doesn’t chances are it won’t (knock wood!))!!
We’re going to spend the day motoring (because apparently Mini Cooper drivers don’t drive, they motor!) to Denver to spend the weekend with special friends.
