Well, if it's Black Friday and you're sitting here reading this, then Christmas shopping is probably not high on your list of things to do today. Me? I might buy a pair of slippers later; it's an image I'm trying to groom: old man wearing a cardigan sweater and slippers.
The weather's supposed to be nice today. Temps are predicted to be in the mid 50s (F). There's also a bit of yardwork in the forecast. I need to rake my gingko leaves around the base of the tree. Over the winter they decompose and I'm left with a nice, free, circle of mulch. There's also an aquarium clean on my chore list, as well as laundry. The first load has just finished. My, aren't I the expeditious one!
Thanksgiving dinner was at my brother's farm. Noah, his youngest, is in his late 20s, his oldest is nearly 40. When they were younger, we didn't talk, I'm simply not good with kiddie-speak. Now we talk. We have discussions. My one nephew is head union rep where he works, not something my brother's too pleased with, being the conservative that he is. I was a little concerned about driving home at night and it turned out to be a non-problem. In fact, I don't mind driving at all.
Yesterday turned out to be pretty good, except for the notice I got from Bethesda telling me there was no way they could give me back my 28 levels of game play. They sent me a survey. I replied honestly. I was hoping they'd be able to give me a magic bullet that would restore my character both his strength and prowess. They can't. So, very politely I told them I was extremely disappointed.
Breakfast this morning is spice cake with cream cheese icing.