I’ve had this cold for the past few days and I’m concerned it may be getting worse and not better. I’m taking pseudoephrine, and ibuprofen to keep from being overwhelmed by the symptoms.

Thanksgiving

I just realized I hadn’t written anything about Thanksgiving. We went to Christine’s parents house. Her siblings, Jay, Emily (and husband Paul), Laura (and husband Jeremy), Daniel, and Aaron were there along with their parents.

After dinner, we visited for a little while and then left Eli with Christine’s parents and took the girls to see The Incredibles, Pixar’s latest computer-animated feature film.

It was, well... incredible. For me, Pixar never really disappoints.

Then we fetched Eli and zipped down to my parents’ in time to have dessert with my brother, sister, and their kids (the ones who came, anyway).

It was a good Thanksgiving.

Holy sheets!

Tonight, my brother and I are going to hang gypsum wallboard (commonly known by its trade name “sheetrock”) in my office in the basement. It will be so nice to get that room finished up so I can have a warm place to work. I’ve been avoiding the basement altogether the last week or so, choosing instead to work wirelessly on my laptop in the kitchen.

Stuff for my office is strewn about everywhere in the basement, it seems. The kids think nothing of exploring the innards of every box that might be sitting there. It will be so nice to have everything in cabinets, drawers, and shelves again.

X marks the spot!

... in roman numerals, anyway.

Christine and I are coming up on our tenth anniversary (coming up in a couple of weeks). Right now we’re figuring out what to do. Ten years! Wow! I was real worried about that seven-year itch thing. I think the seventh year might have been one of the hardest for me, not because of any temptation to venture outside of my marriage, but just because of what my sister and her ex-husband went through and because I feared that seven-year cliché establishing itself.