Everyone is resting and and quiet as a mouse -------
Everyone except kitty, that is. She doesn't understand snow. She wants different food. She wants attention. She doesn't know what she wants. Christmas was almost too much for her.
Our snow fall is a rare thing. It's almost a fantasy to expect snow on Christmas. This year we truly had a white Christmas complete with snow balls and a big snowman. Never mind that the snowman used almost all the snow in our front yard. Harry raided the fruit salad to complete Mr. Snowman's face. Below is a close up of his face. His grape eyes are a little deep set. His apple wedge nose is bright green. (It could have been red.) His lips are watermelon. A kitchen towel covered his frozen bald head. Isn't he unique and beautiful?
Jesse was inside warming up when Harry made this picture. (I stayed my chicken butt inside and observed from the windows!)
Jesse ran out without his coat for the picture opportunity. He didn't linger. Besides his loot was inside and needed attention.
Harry had his first BIG gall stone attack last night. Too much Christmas food, etc. I knew he was in real pain when he got dressed and waited on the sofa for the car to warm up for the ride to the hospital. Joe drove us because of the icy roads. We were in the emergency room 3.5 hours beginning at 11:55. It was good to get home, be almost pain free, and get some much needed sleep.
We're having an easy quiet day with snow showers, freezing temps, and be thankful for all our blessings.
3 comments:
Nice job on the snowman - he is unique! :-)
Yes, the boys are getting big!
Y'all really had a lot of snow. You KNOW I'm a southerner, right? That is a lot of snow! We only had about an inch. It didn't start to snow here in GA until almost dark. I was disappointed we didn't get more. Love the snowman.
I hope hubby is doing better after his gallbladder attack. Those can be so painful. I think it's the fat that the gallbladder doesn't like.
What a wonderful and unique snowman. How fun for all.
Oh, poor hubby. Does he have gallstones? Will they do anything?
Happy New Year's, dear Mary.
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