Whew! What a week

What a great week this is going to be. Not a lot of stress to confuse life. Share week is over, the money is earned now we just have to find the people to spend it on. Not a problem, people are calling the school and I have been on the phone a lot. That's not the most interesting thing I learned this week though.
We had a great Bastian party on Saturday. I started at 12 and got over at 1:55 on the dot. That included the cleaning of the Scout Cabin. That was good, but again, not the most interesting thing
I learned this last week. I learned that you can live with a person for thirty nine years and still not know things about them. Sure, I know what he likes to eat, that he likes to go to sleep at 5 and wake up at 5, and just because I sleep later than him he thinks I sleep too much (someday I will tell him what I think of that!) I'm still on the 8am schedule in case any of you were wondering, but, back to my story, I also know that he doesn't hang Christmas lights willingly, (once in his lifetime) but I now know that he hates my two red berry wreaths with a passion and thinks they look like weeds with berries on them. I have hung them for Christmas for at least two years and not a word, I wonder what else he hates, but there again, I just found out that he hates poinsettia's, you know the big red flowers I always buy at Christmas and hope they live until New Years. Last year I had 5, count them 5 poinsettia's and not a word from the big guy.
This year all of a sudden he has an opinion on all the Christmas decorations and most of them are just plain ugly. He does like the tree with all the accumulated ornaments from the past 39 years and he doesn't even mind that there is a space in the middle of the tree with no lights! That is no problem at all but all those red decorations are just over the top and weedy. Oh well, I just bought a new berry wreath, this one with frosty stuff on it, I did put it on the outside of the door
so he only has to see it when he comes in the front door. That's what he gets for not telling me sooner that he hated my berry wreaths. What will he hate next? Well, I will try harder to keep up with this blog so Dad and I are off, we are going to Steve's Steakhouse for dinner. Don't worry though, the government is paying for it so I plan to get steak and shrimp and a drink and dessert and probably an appetizer plate and whatever else they have available. You know how it is with the government, they can afford it!