Greenery

Evil Grandmother made Thanksgiving long and awkward, but for the most part, she did nothing particularly painful.
We picked up Jennifer from the airport on Thursday without any problems.
Jennifer is now convinced she is getting married to a guy named Bobby. They are talking about getting married on the beach in Hawaii. I think Jennifer is more in love with the idea of getting married on the beach in Hawaii than she is in love with Bobby.
Sarah made a delicious pumpkin roll for Thanksgiving.
Anna's mother made pretty much the rest of the meal. She did an excellent job. The turkey was very good.
Evil Grandmother brought her ever present noodles. Anna's family seems to like them. I can't tell if they are pretending or not. I, personally, think they are really gross.
We got our Christmas Tree on Friday. It's all set up and decorated. It actually looks very pretty. It's the first full-sized tree of our married life.
When we put it up, Howie and Chief essentially said, "THANKS GUYS FOR THIS AWESOME TOY!!!" (Yes, that was a prime example of bangorrhea, but it's also the most accurate way to describe the cats' reactions). Yesterday, we woke up to fine roughly a dozen of the ornaments strewn across the living room floor. Chief has been sitting on some of the branches and has permanently misshapen the tree.
Yesterday (let me remind you that it was Saturday) got on my nerves quickly. Or to be more precise, the residents got on my nerves quickly. Within five minutes of my waking up, Bobbie had knocked on the door to tell me she had locked herself out. I went and let her in to her apartment. Not long after that, George knocked on the door asking for change to do his laundry. I told him I wouldn't give out change outside of office hours. I think he hates me now. Not long after that, Beulah came by complaining that her furnace was squeaking. I went to look at it to make sure it wasn't anything major. It turns out all Beulah really wanted was a furnace filter. I should have told her I'd give her one on Monday, but I just wanted to be done with it. Not five minutes later, Beulah came back to tell me that Alice needed a filter as well. I gave her one, just to be done with it.
After that, I think I just went back to bed.
Sexy Euro-style.
This morning was the "Hanging of the Greens" service at Brown's Corner. Anna was manipulated into playing the piano. She ended up playing something like eight Christmas Carols, plus the prelude and offertory. She dominated. The service itself was interesting. Essentially, it just got the whole congregation involved in the decorating of the church for Christmas. Anna and I got to place some evergreen boughs in one of the windows and a weird ornament on the tree.
When we got back to the apartment from the service, we found a note under our door. Last night, somebody stole Jame's truck out of the parking lot. The police have been contacted, but man, that makes me really nervous to know that happened here. Our car was out there last night too, which makes me wonder what it was about Jame's truck that made it a target because ours is (sadly) by far the nicest car out there.
I don't really feel like typing much more.
Today is my sister's birthday. Yesterday was my Dad's birthday.
People who don't read this blog: My dad.
My dad uses the internet for two purposes: either he is using it at work to email his colleagues or he is using it at home to visit bowhunting websites and study maps of hunting areas. He may or may not even know what a blog is. If he did know, he wouldn't care, unless of course it had to do with hunting.