Okay, I'm back up and running for the most part.
I went and got a library card on Monday. There's a lot of parenting (i.e. SLEEP) books I want to read, but I don't want to buy them and God knows I don't need them in my house permanently. The library is teeny weeny, but luckily I can request books from other libraries.
Ready for Thanksgiving? We are going to Dave's parents' house for dinner and schlepping with us a huge arsenal of baby gear in order to get Drew to nap while we're there. Otherwise, I'll have to bring him home while he naps cuz when Drew ain't happy, ain't nobody happy.
I'm bringing a sweet potato casserole for the Southerners present at the meal (that would be myself and my brother in law--LOL) and some cookies and those frozen cream puffs that you thaw out. Classy, huh? But so good, you have to admit. Although I'm a traditionalist at heart (pumpkin pie! pecan pie!) I don't know how to make either of these and not about to learn in the next 24 hours, so I apologize in advance to my family in case they were wanting those. Edited: I felt guilty so I just went to the store and picked up a couple of pies. I can't deal with being in charge of dessert and showing up without a pie.
This year in an effort to keep those skyrocketing heating oil bills down (hard to do when you have to keep a baby warm at night and they can't have blankets) Dave has started using the woodstove in the living room. I was apprehensive at first because I had visions of black smoke billowing out of it and covering all the walls and furniture, but it's been wonderful, I have to admit. One good fire in the daytime keeps the house toasty all day and we don't have to run the furnace much until late afternoon.
It snowed yesterday. Oh yeah. It was enough that cars littered the sides of the highways (so I heard on the radio), the plows came by and it was also enough that this morning's light revealed a plethora of footprints in the backyard..... including those of our newest visitor. A black BEAR. The footprints were unmistakable. He tried to visit the [empty] birdfeeder and for once i'm glad Dave had ignored me when I asked him to fill up the birdfeeder yesterday. Then he left a very clear trail across the yard and into the woods.
Come back later for pictures, I will try to add some today.