There’s not much to report on this week; I’ve spent most of my free time either reading or sleeping in my attempt at Bout of Books. I’m kind of behind on my goal right now, but I’m hoping the weekend will give me a chance to catch up a bit. I guess my potentially fatal mistake was to include a Stephen King book, right? But it was a fantastic read, so I’m not upset about it.
Also, on the creepy news front, Dan spent the weekend working in our attics (we have two; it’s weird) to add ventilation before getting the house insulated. Saturday was spent listening to the dog bark at all the noises coming from upstairs while Dan banged around and put a vent in the attic of the addition, along with a big hole in the bedroom wall. Sunday went a little smoother, with the dog being quieter than the day before and Dan having a better clue what he was doing. I decided to spend the day in bed lounging around, so I watched him climb up into the original attic from the hallway. Not five minutes later, his legs poked out and he climbed back down…with a giant Ouija board in his hands. It was the only thing in the attic. We don’t know whose it was or where it came from. It was just there. Sadly, there was no planchette to go with it. But I’m thinking about hanging it up in the living room as decoration (to which my dad responded, “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”).
Stephen King ♥ “Psych” ♥ homemade chili ♥ dog kisses when they come and visit the store ♥ finally setting a wedding date + getting to plan a little more intensely based off of that ♥ ordering Dan’s birthday presents ♥ mall plans for next week ♥ cool, rainy days when I can wear layers ♥ our new blender, even if the dog hates it ♥ slowly getting back into my exercise routine after an unintentional week or so off
“It’s Friday; I’m in Love” is a (mostly) weekly gratitude post. It aims to remind myself and others of the good things from the past week, big and small; to share ways to make the next week a positive one; and to serve as a record to look back on for the not-so-great days to come. The title comes from the song by The Cure.
Sonya Cheney 