Well, we got the tree de-trimmed and taken out, and swept up the shrapnel left behind. We also forced that cat into the tub for a footbath, as her paw had gotten sogummed up with litter, she clicked as she walked. She tried so hard to get it off herself, but she needed a little assistance before she hurt the pads of her feet.  Washed the dishes, put away most of our gifts, and our living room is back in order.

My parents stopped by, on their way to dinner to make use of a gift certificate my sister and I got them for their anniversary (in August) at Opus, the nicest restaurant in town.  They had a great time, great food, and loved the gift, so that’s nice. They are staying at the Days Inn tonight, and flying out early to Colorado to visit my sister for a few weeks. (Days Inn has park&fly, because we can’t keep a car on the street in winter for more than a night or so.) They’ll be back on the 15th, and then leaving for another trip from February 9-28. Which means I’ll do the tournaments again, only THIS time I’ll be all pregnant and shit, and that will probably field a new raft of comments from the bleachers.

SPeaking of pregnant, my mom told my grandmother about me being so snappy about people touching me, and my grandmother, the epitome of class and good manners, stood up for me! "I have never understood why people do that, and I think it’s incredibly inconsiderate, so you tell her I’m glad she stood up for herself."  Go grandma. I totally win. 🙂