Back at 100%! Hooray!

The set of books I took in for the gift exchange last night were moderately popular. In our class of nineteen, they got "stolen" twice. The first steal I wasn't surprised by, my "birthday twin" (tho she's several years older than me) Pat, who writes sci-fi. But the second steal was by Eleanor, who writes romances. And that did surprise me.

Today, though, my only set goal was doing a round of some of the local thrift stores to get Squiddle some dressy togs for Saturday, which is when we're booked in for our annual family photo. We succeeded at that, then Skyped my inlaws for a bit, then went out in the backyard for a session on the swingset. And after Squiddle had enough of the swings, while he played about, I fetched out the loppers. I'd earlier seen the city trimming our trees from the park side, and since I thus had to put a few branches into the yard waste bin anyway, I figured why not go for broke, and started tackling the suckers and low-hanging branches. I am about two-thirds done, but need Wonderful Husband to come home and help me squnch down the stuff already in the bin so I can fit the rest in.

And now, while Squiddle's napping, I get to tackle tidying and formulate a strategy for the next week's cooking and cleaning. Did I mention I'm hosting the family Thanksgiving this year? At least six adults plus Squiddle, possibly up to ten adults. One of the maybes being a vegetarian. Anyone have any favorite vegetarian Thanksgiving dishes you can give me a heads-up on?

Hah.

Went to Farmers' Market, returned with lots of fruit and veg. And kettle korn for the Wonderful Husband, but he /will/ be helping me eat the fruit and veg as well.

Then went out into the back yard. With his help, ripped out five major and two minor tomato bushes, four jalepeno bushes, majorly trimmed back three roses, and weeded the potted plants. There were rather a lot of trips made to the dumpster. And tomorrow the rosebushes (and maybe the ferns and two hydrangeas) will make their way over to my parents' to go into the soil there. Because one can never have too many roses, given enough yardspace. Which this place does not have, so maybe just herbs in the garden? I'm good with herbs.

But for now my hands are clean and dry and scratched and I'm going to the bookstore because I deserve it, g*demmit.