Ambulance vs. Pedestrian

What an exciting Thanksgiving in Denver! The highlight was when Salvatore (distracted by the street-performing, silver outfit-wearing, Erkel-imitating, robot-man) backed into an ambulance that was moving at about 25 mph. It threw him to the ground and sent his sunglasses flying. Kitty responded immediately and managed to rescue the sunglasses. I was just shocked to turn around and see Salvatore on the ground. I had flashbacks of the mountain bike race/broken leg incident. I have to congratulate Salvatore though, if you are going to jump in front of a large moving vehicle, an ambulance is probably your best choice. The response time of the two EMT’s jumping out of the vehicle was outstanding! They asked if there was anything they could do; but there isn’t much that can be done for a severely bruised/crushed/pulverized ego. Salvatore reports that he was served a huge helping of dumbass (pardon his French). The rest of the downtown experience was less eventful. Although the bartender dancing on the bar and the bras hanging from the ceiling at Coyote Ugly were interesting and the view from the Hyatt (not the Hyatt Grand—there is nothing much on the 27th floor in that one) was almost worth the $14 (for the glass of wine).

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A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving

I am looking forward to my ‘Charlie Brown’ Thanksgiving dinner of toast and popcorn at Kitty’s house this week. Maybe afterwards we will go out and buy a Charlie Brown Christmas tree so we can wave our hands around it and see what happens (I hope someone brings the magic security blanket). Seriously though, I think it will be fun not to do the whole traditional turkey thing this year (fondue and sushi instead!). I’m sure Haus Frau is crying for us. She will certainly be doing the whole big turkey dinner thing and I’m guessing she will even make a few extra plates to feed anybody up on the mountain who doesn’t feel like cooking. I’m not sure what Paws will be doing, she may still be unpacking from the recent move and I can’t imagine she will be able to do much cooking with that brand new little guy (the skunk) to keep track of. Grandma’s house? I’m guessing Zorie is doing something non-traditional like me. She’s a bit of a radical. I happen to know that NJ is doing a huge traditional dinner at her house with about a zillion guests, but I’m not sure about AZ and her family. I’m guessing the little pink puppy will get some turkey and pumpkin pie somewhere. I hope to see CO and her little blonde cutey (where’s the photo?) when I’m in Denver–maybe Friday?

Salvatore is talking about buying a Christmas tree this year and if we do, it will be our first tree in about 10 or more years! Personally, I think it’s a little silly this year since we will be in Albuquerque with Toby and Tiger and their little Allison. Rumor has it that there will be a tree in the cabin as well as in both houses. Sounds like a lot of work to me. I don’t mind the putting up of the tree, but the taking down is depressing. Lots of people here in Minneapolis have their Christmas lights up already. I sort of like it. I don’t mind that they stay up until about April either. Some may complain, but I figure if it’s going to be cold and snowy until April, we may as well enjoy the Christmas lights until April.

Happy Thanksgiving

Norwegian quote

“Guard your thoughts, they become words. Choose your words, they become actions. Understand your actions, they become habits. Study your habits, they mould your character and it will be your fate”

Apparently this quote is on a statue somewhere in Norway.

Ms. McDougal is promoted to ‘Truck Driver’

Just thought I’d let you in on the latest adventures of Ms. McDougal. She is currently back in MN. She left at 2 pm Wed but before she left, she took that darn driving test. She was supposed to call me from the airport, before she left town. Tiger and I were out and about and there was no message. In addition to worrying about her on the airplane, I also had to worry about the test!! Finally I called her this evening at Karrie’s and asked about the test.
She said she “barely” passed it (her opinion, there is no score and no one told
her that) but she passed. I, of course, quite calmly, screamed “WHY DIDN’T YOU CALL ME?????” She said she did, “four times”. “But you didn’t leave a message!!!” “You don’t get your $.50 back if you leave a message.” I have raised a skin flint!!!

Editors note: Is that a tightwad? If so, I’m afraid you’ve raised more than one of those–but I’m not naming names.

Anyway, I thought you might be interested. I’ll let
you know when she starts driving officially so that you can help me worry.
Isn’t that what friends are for???

Love,

Toby