Jahnu, showing off the custom socks he got (featuring a photo of Kaya on the socks).
Note to self: next year, take this photo and print them on a new pair of socks. Repeat for the next 30 years.
I have vague memories of playing as a kid. And the sound of Mahjong tiles clacking together is something I hear, when imagining my grandmother’s house on the South Side of Indy. But while I think I know the rules, I never learned them officially.
We were thinking about using an upcoming weekend day to just relax and make cookies. But looking at our remaining time and our progress in the hallway, we realized we had more work and less free time than we anticipated.
So tonight, we made cookies. Or rather – everyone else made cookies, and I watched them. Liz brought a few recipes and was working on Oatmeal cookies and Sugar cookies.
One prompt in particular stands out. It was: “Politely tell your kidnapper that you need to go to the bathroom.” I forget who gave this answer, but the phrase “juice break” came up. And for the rest of the night (and the rest of our visit), that became a kind of in-joke that we kept going.
For her office holiday party/event, all of Liz’s coworkers are building gingebread houses. They’re all getting kits to assemble, and are doing a kind of Zoom-based, real-time gingerbread construction (remotely).
In preparation, Liz decided she was going to create some extra details. Translation: bunny rabbits.
Tonight, Liz and I ventured out again to a SMWSA event at the Franklin Room. There were a lot of bottles available (due to it being the release right before the holidays)… which meant there were a lot of things to sample.
Group photo, from the last day at the lakehouse before everyone departs for home. L to R it’s Anne, Kirt, Jackson, Sandy, me, Liz, and Grace.
A photo of Kiss, with Gray’s Anatomy and the Illustrated Family Bible in the background.
Pretty slow day today. Kirt, Anne, Jackson and Grace arrived last night. Most of today was just lazing around and hanging out in front of the fireplace.
On our way out, Liz spotted a visitor in the distance. I couldn’t even see the doe, and had to have it pointed out to me.
Liz, painting one of many long boards we have in the basement. She’s using a linseed oil paint, which has a pretty long dry/cure time. So storing these super long boards out of the way (and keeping them from smudging) has been challenge.
We had plans for a lazy day today… but come noon, Liz and I opted to suit up to tackle a few things outside. The weather’s turning, and with more cold temps coming our way… we decided to do as much as we could, to try to finalize some existing/ongoing projects.
Tonight, Liz came down to find Daisy hanging out in the wooden hut. With her little leg, dangling off the front. She seemed laid back, relaxed. But that little foot dangle added a bit of regality, I think.
The basement’s been a small pocket of chaos, ever since we started working full-time on the Plinko Board.