My dad would get a look of concern on his face and say to one of us: “Stand up for a minute.” We’d immediately hop up and start checking ourselves for bugs or blood or somesuch, at which point, Dad would say: “While you’re up, change the channel/bring me some pretzels/get me a drink…” or whatever it was he wanted. With 5 kids, he got to use that a lot before we all figured it out. Then remotes were invented.
I’m back home - YAY! It was a nice holiday with the family, but I was so happy to spend last night in my own bed, even tho it was a very short night. Carrying over from last week’s MMP, our return trip lasted almost exactly 11 hours, but it wasn’t from Ocala. Yesterday morning, we drove to Orange Park, past the house where we used to live (gah - why did we ever thing that neighborhood was a good idea??) then over to see a couple of friends. We chatted with them, then took them to lunch for BBQ (haven’t found good BBQ in southern MD yet) then got on the road just before 2 yesterday afternoon. We pulled into our garage just before 1 this morning. After doing a few things like taking the furnace off stand-by and taking our meds (very late) we crashed into our HUUUUUGE king size bed (after 4 nights on a double) and FCD channel surfed a little and I zonked out (bringing us back to the OP)
We only have 2 remotes in the family room - one for the TV and most of the VCR functions, and one for the DVD player. The original VCR remote is long gone and I’ve yet to find a universal that’ll let me program the stoopit thing, so I have to do that right on the box. We haven’t got a stereo yet, which is fine since we haven’t built our entertainment center yet.
We’ve got 2 remotes in the bedroom - one for the TV and one for the ceiling fan/light. Then there’s the remote for the TV in the basement. And 2 for the garage door (one only works sporatically) and 2 for the Jetta. I’ve got an aftermarket remote for my car, but it works less than sporatically, so I don’t much mess with it.
Christmas was fun, because the rest of the family got to meet and torment my daughter’s new boyfriend. We’d met him on Thanksgiving and I like him just fine. Anyway, the inlaws wanted to do something “special” so we wound up making a banner that was shaped like a giant “T”. The top part spread across the top of a double window and said “MERRY CHRISTMAS - WELCOME!” The vertical part listed all my daughter’s boyfriends more or less in order with their longevity:
Perry (2 weeks)
David (summer camp)
Robbie (14 months)
[we listed the rest, but you get the idea]
Right down to the current guy, next to whose name we put (TBD) Oh yeah, and all of the ones above him were lined out. My darling daughter asked “What’s TBD? To Be Dumped?” Hilarity ensued.
For the record, new bf thought it was funny, and I think he was well received.
It was a lean Christmas - everyone is broke. I got slippers, a robe, some nice hand cream, and FCD and I got some gift cards from WalMart, Home Depot and Lowe’s - they’ll get good use. We didn’t give each other gifts again this year. It seems kind of silly since we just buy whatever we want.
Next year has already been declared home-made Christmas. When I first joined this family, we always made gifts for each other. So I asked them all what kind of ceramics they want next year.
Although I may knit. Dunno. We shall see.
And we’re home today. It was supposed to be a driving day, but I’m glad we came back a day early. I can do some laundry and we’re going to take our Home Depot card and see about blinds for the big front window. Bernie is glad to be home - no cairn terrier pestering her all day.
And on Saturday, we’ll go get our kitty! Woohoo!
Welcome newbies! [Hi, Rue][sup]2[/sup]!!
PS - Bobbio, I didn’t respond to your email since we were using their sloooooooow dial-up the last few days, but I was most impressed with your pic. Good going, you stud muffin, you! 