Blogging was supposed to ease the task of journaling. A few minutes a day, or at the longest, a week, to write about things happening around me. But that's not been reality. There's little that happens in a day that didn't also happen yesterday and will undoubtedly happen tomorrow. Such is my life. I'm not complaining, just noting why posts from Park Place are infrequent. I simply have little to say!
Brett left his previous employer in October and is now working for ValleyCrest, "an integrated landscape company that designs, builds and maintains ... places." Brett's immediate challenge is to establish and maintain a corporate office in China. He left yesterday to spend three weeks visiting several Chinese cities, searching for the best to satisfy corporate and client needs. Once that is accomplished, he will find a nearby apartment in which to live for the next two years. Michelle hopes that she will find employment there, too, perhaps as an English teacher.
Thanksgiving Day was perfect weather for Matt's grilling of the turkey outdoors. This year Sophia and Brandon helped with meal preparation, too. Sophia mixed the green bean casserole and Brandon prepared the whipped sweet potatoes topped with marshmallows. Finally they're both old enough to sit through a meal without fidgeting or fussing. It was a very relaxing time!
In August 18-year-old cat Kitty died. With her absent, I was able to stay in bed past 7:00 AM (when she made sleep impossible as she demanded breakfast) and demanded to be lifted to the bathroom counter where I had to turn on the water so she could drink. ("Dogs have masters, cats have staff.") But I came to miss having activity here, and just before Thanksgiving adopted littermates Simon and Lilli from the Humane Society. They have been a joy. They eat the food left out for them and drink from the water dish that sits beside it. And they entertain me as well as each other.