The past couple of days have been sunny and fairly mild but it's now turning colder in the evenings. It's a frosty -2 this morning and our 5' later on is only going to feel like 1'. When I got home from work on Monday afternoon, there was a comforting fire in the woodstove that just envelopes you when you walk in the door. That combined with the smell of supper cooking makes it a pretty special place to come home to. Lloyd did some of the wiring work on Monday but it wasn't finished yet. However, when I got home from my dance class last night, the outside light on my balcony was on, casting a soft glow over what will be a lovely place to sit outside next summer. I'm so excited that it's actually moving along as well as it is.
We had a great class. We asked Jordan to slow the pace a bit for us as we never seem to find the time to practice. He was totally agreeable to that. So we worked over and over on the steps we have and they're slowing getting better.
Brenda and Bernie will be away next week so I'll be the only student at our class. No pressure to do well there!
When we were finished we headed off to the Globe, for the last of our Porktoberfest sandwiches and what a sandwich it was. We both agreed that this was the best one yet - a little heat balanced with creamy goat cheese, smokey yet sweet BBQ sauce and crisp greens on top. It was truly delicious.Being as the promotion ends on Thursday, we're fairly certain we won't be able to sample any more. We did get to try a few so that was good. It will be interesting to see what they do with this promotion next year.
On Monday night Brenda and Bernie had a chance to chat with Meghan from Italy. She's enjoying her trip and the group she's with. I'm sure there will be lots of tales to tell over the Christmas holidays.
It seems that Tristen needs a bigger mouth! Apparently he has a severe overbite and his jaw is too narrow so they've inserted an appliance into his mouth with a crank of some sort on it. Every day for two weeks Patti has to turn this crank a little to slowly push his jaw apart. Doesn't sound like a very fun experience. I told her to tell him that he's the bravest little boy I know. If a child is going to have something wrong in that family, it's going to be him. But he usually takes it all in stride, although this one is going to be a little tougher. His mom wanted to take a picture for me but he wouldn't let her. Maybe tonight we can do a little face time so I can see how he's doing.
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