[First, Raisin is all better. I don’t think she even remembers being sick or the evil nebulizer. She’s 100% herself again. I’m so relieved that my bones get all jello-y everytime I think about it.]
And now, on to the point (that’s being generous) of this entry. We have a new member of the family, and we couldn’t be more thrilled! He has taken up residence in our bedroom, which is just fine with us. He doesn’t use up much space, although I am still getting used to the whirring sound he makes in the middle of the night.
He’s a great addition to our household, as he is already really good at figuring out what we like and don’t like. I can just tell we’re going to be really good friends, especially once the holidays are over and our regular schedule starts again. Then he’ll really be busy keeping up with all our demands.
OK, this is lamer than I thought it would be, and I knew it was lame. We have TiVo! TiVo lives at my house! TiVo records Jeopardy! and Whose Line is it Anyway? and Gilmore Girls and all kinds of reality TV shows that I am slightly ashamed of but love anyway.
I bought it for DH for Christmas (and a little bit for myself too). I am the best wife EVAH. And he is the best husband EVAH, because he bought a flat-screen TV for TiVo to live with. (We didn’t know what the other person was getting — we are so meant to be.) TiVo and the TV are now married, and we are all living happily ever after. The end.
Life in the Fruit Salad household is:Crazy. Wonderful. Exhausting. Exhilarating. Chaotic. Full. Blessed.