Happy Festivus!

December 23rd is the official date for Festivus. Rather than trying to pull this off on a Monday night, the club I belong to held their second annual Festivus Party and Food Drive at our house this past Saturday night.

Nina and Buddy were properly decked out for the occasion thanks to a friend who came bearing gifts for the critters.

We had the traditional Airing of Grievances.

Matt doesn’t look very aggrieved though.

The Feats of Strength did not involve the traditional Greco-Roman wrestling. Valuing furniture and everyone’s limbs, we opted for a milder version.

This particular match was quite intense and long-lived.

The defending champion, Trick, was bested by Chris.

But victory was short-lived and the Ultimate Champion match soon set Chris back on his heels.

Twister!

Lots of good food, good conversation, the best eggnog I’ve ever had, and lots of laughter all around.   Happy Festivus, everyone!

Drowsy

One day it’s freezing, the next day the temps are in the mid-50s or higher. The weather doesn’t feel even close to what it should this time of year. (Though we are supposed to get snow tomorrow)

Buddy isn’t missing winter at all.

At Customer Pick-Up

We went to the furniture store today to look for a television stand and a small end table. Luckily we found what we wanted and both items were in stock and small enough to fit in my car. While we were waiting at the loading dock I snapped this photo of Sweetie.

Autumn morning

Just a few quickies from yesterday morning. I have been going through camera withdrawal, as the move has put a serious crimp in my photographic forays.  Afterward, I headed off to the storage unit to grab more boxes to unpack. Almost there . . .

We have two large trees in the backyard: a maple and an apple. The maple is shedding leaves like crazy, but the apple tree is still hanging on to hers.

The dogs are getting used to having dogs all around them.   I can’t tell you how worried I was that we would move into a neighborhood where we’d have the only barking dogs, thereby ensuring our social ostracism.  Fortunately, our two aren’t the worst barkers in the neighborhood.

Nina amid the maple leaves.

That is not our pot but a leftover from the previous residents. Needless to say, this little plot of dirt will never see plants actually in the ground. Buddy has already claimed it, so potted plants will be the order of the day.

They don’t know it yet, but as soon as I get dressed, the three of us are going for a W-A-L-K.