I spent Saturday morning baking. The oatmeal cookies went over really well, and Dan has requested more of the peanut butter cookies.
Dan unexpectedly got Saturday afternoon and Sunday off.
Saturday night, we had macaroni and cheese and rolls and kielbasa and steamed greenbeans with Grant and Anjela, then played some Chrononauts and Aquarius. Anjela and I got very silly toward the end of the night.
Sunday, Dan and I slept in and opened presents.( Loot! )
Sunday evening, I went to pick up Ari at the airport, Dan led an Alterac Valley raid group to victory, and I fixed a super-yummy dinner: herb-roasted cornish game hens, stuffing, roasted red potatoes, fresh-baked bread, and salad. Augh. Wonderful. I only ate half my chicken, and cursed loud and long the next morning when I discovered that I had forgotten to put the leftover stuffing away.
Monday, Dan had to work again. (He works arse-early in the morning - 6:30am-3:30pm.) I, however, did not. So I was looking forward to sleeping in. Except that someone kept CALLING at 6:30. Finally, I got up and muttered something into the phone. Mmphm.
Do me a favor, don't lock the house when you leave.Mmph?
I can't find my keys. I have my extra car keys, so I got to work, but I need to come home on lunch and look for my keyring, and I don't have an extra house key. I'll be home at 11, so it won't be for very long.Mmph. Won't be leaving before then anyway.
I thought you had to leave for work at 7?No work. Day off.
Oh! Go back to bed!Yeah.
Figures - I got him a new wallet for X-Moose (he's lost his twice in the last year, if lost is the right word - both times, he's gone to the drive-thru at the Burger King on NE 8th in downtown Bellevue, paid for his food, and somewhere between the BK and our house, the wallet has disappeared. Both times, we've emptied out the cars he was in and searched every pair of pants or clothes with pockets he owns, and NOTHING. He's not allowed to go to that BK anymore) so he loses his keys instead. :)
However, I found his keys before he got home - somehow, he'd dropped them in the rec room and they'd gotten buried under a pile of wrapping paper.
I spent Monday watching Jurassic Park and Twister and knitting on a second sock - I ended up starting a pair of socks on Saturday night for Ari for X-Moose and finishing them mid-Monday afternoon.
Monday night, we had a post-X-Moose lasagne and asparagus and garlic-herb-bread and DESSERT dinner with Grant and Anjela and Ari, along with a gift exchange, and determining a last name for the elven family on WoW (Ari, Anjela and I play a family of four - Ari's hunter is the oldest, mine is the second oldest, and Anjela and I have a pair of druid twins, plus she also has a priest who's a cousin). It turns out that "moosesheep" and "forestfire" both translate to the same thing in Darnassian (Ash'therod), and we decided that was just too perfect. :)