Two words..

in regards to the move - - - Murphy's Law. I am waiting on the third visit from the plumber. The heating wasn't working. The cable box still doesn't work, but the cable from wall to tv works. My dog is now not the only 4 legged creature living with me. I don't see the others but I see evidence of their nocturnal visits. It'll get better.

Thanksgiving was very nice but low-key. My parents traveled down from Kansas for the holiday, and, most importantly, to see their new great-grandson. They are on their way back home right now.

Jackson had a bout with jaundice which required staying under a bili-light for about 24 hours before his bilirubin levels went down. He has his days mixed up with his nights. I am going to post a photo of him as soon as my daughter downloads her camera to her computer. (I never replaced my own camera after the burglary)

I am thankful my semester of accounting is about to come to an end. Hallelujah.

I am ready for some normalcy, but that's not going to happen until I have time to unpack more than the essentials and get rid of these boxes. The problem with normalcy and me is that what equates normal seems to change with the wind.