Getting closer to the Christmas feast. I was just asking the middle boy what he thought would be a change or something good. I will have the three boys, one daughter-in-law, a grandson who will show us what he looks like end of March, and me. Well Katie too, but no human food for her. She does not like it.
I am pleased they will all be here and that everyone is well this year. First time in three years that Thanksgiving and Christmas can be celebrated by the three of us all well and fit. I think neither my son or his wife ever read this blog but I am afraid to take a chance. I want to tell you my favorite present for the three of them but you never know.
I had a fabulous time at that meeting and if I knew how I would attach a voice recording I made for 29 seconds that would blow your hair back in the listening because it is THAT loud. LOVE it.
Everyone talking loudly at once so really not identifiable except for one shouted out declaration about insurance and their rehab after a heart surgery. We colleagues know who it is as the voice is very unique, but no one else in the world would.
I bought a four inch memory foam mattress topper and had to get in a son to help get it OFF the floor and onto the bed it was so heavy. I got to sleep on it last night and so did Katie who hogged my side of the bed without moving she was so comfortable. I was till I wanted to turn over. It was like swimming in the ocean to turn, for one thing. And that cat would NOT move, for another. Then she decided to give my hair a good wash in the middle of the night. I asked her not to so she changed to washing my hand and arm. As there was lotion on them it would not have been good for her to continue even if I could stand it. Then later in the deep darkness she spoke to me softly. Faint headbonks onto my head and arm. I asked her to quit. Later, she thought perhaps she could roust me from my place I regained when she took a bathroom break. It was an active night and she has never behaved like that in her life. That bath for me has got to quit but I appreciate her effort. I had one so no need to repeat. :-)
Everything is bought, wrapped and waiting. Tree won't go up till Christmas Eve due to Miss Katie. It will come down Christmas night.
Sleep tight. Don't let the you-know-whats-bite.