(No baby yet.)
Thanksgiving was nontraditional here: mini beef Wellingtons, roasted sweet potatoes, Guiness chocolate cake. I'm not able to eat a huge meal and we didn't want to commit to a meal that takes us longer than a couple hours to make just in case labor starts (which it didn't).
[Actually, the cake came a day or so later because we went to make the icing after dinner and discovered we had no powdered sugar. C and I used to buy powdered sugar by the 40 pound bag when we hosted the big ol' gingerbread house decorating shindigs, and so we're stuck in a mindset where we can't conceive of a house that's not stocked with pounds and pounds of powdered sugar.]
C took the week off, which was wonderful, wonderful. A also had the week off, and I know he had more fun with Daddy and Mommy than he would have had with just cranky Mommy. Because I am cranky these days, people.
We ended up getting to visit the nursery of one of my plumeria society friends, which was amazing and astonishing and beautifully full of poinsettias, literally thousands and thousands of them. He said they'd all be gone in the next ten days. He also showed me his plumerias, which were huge even if they weren't in bloom. A and C had a good time too, I think, although A's highlights were seeing the baby fishes in the lily pond planters and the banana tree.
We knocked some to-dos for the new one off our list this week: a dresser for A (finally, painted in the blues of his choice), clothes for the new one into the former drawers for A, packed most of a bag for labor (because like all other trips, there's that last minute stuff you can't pack until you're actually leaving), a bag for A to have when we're off to the hospital (or when he's off to playdate during labor), and some stuff to AmVets.
There's still more to be done, but we did get a good chunk done. We did not do Black Friday shopping. Nope nope no. I'm lacking motivation for lots of things these days, and shopping was not part of it.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
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Aw, I miss those 40 lb bag of suger gingerbread days! Sigh.
I do too, but they wouldn't be happening this year. Maybe next year.
A note on A's dresser. He picked the color, he helped assemble, he helped paint, and he helped load his new clothes in. :)
He did--and colors! He picked colors for the dresser and the knobs.
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