Do you see the baldheaded person in the picture with the "blue tooth" hanging off his head? Is he sitting at his mother's house where he belongs?
No, he's sitting at Barnes & Noble messing with favorite and handsomest son (see other picture).
He didn't get into town until almost 4 yesterday after working a graveyard shift followed by an 8 hour drive from El Centro. All he wanted to do was sleep.
I tracked him down about 9 this morning and joined him for coffee (which he bought along with a slice of pumpkin cheesecake). I wanted to get a picture of me pretending to smack him for ignoring his poor old mommy while he cavorted around town but Tim was too busy to snap it.
Finally got a shot of Jim and Melissa in the same frame. If I had another one, I couldn't find it.
He'll get over later today; hopefully with Jonathan in tow. Melissa's working and her middle girl (Marcella) is babysitting. Jim's going to pick up the baby in a little while and run errands.
All is well, we're still winding down from the holiday. The girls have managed to make it through 7 full days without a serious meltdown and school starts back Monday.
We still have far too many leftovers but the pie is disappearing fast. It always does. Tomorrow I'll probably make meal size ziplocks of ham and turkey and freeze them. Might even have enough ham for Christmas. Next week or so I'll make turkey soup out of the carcass and white beans and ham out of the hambone (which still has quite a bit of meat on it).
Then I'll think about Christmas.
I skipped "Black Friday" yesterday. I refuse to stand in front of a store from midnight on for the privilege of being run over by maniacs.
This is short because I accidentally hit publish (or Blogger just decided to do it on its' own) and it looks like I left off half the title and stopped in the middle of a sentence.
Thanks to all for the comments and enjoy what's left of the weekend.