Up a Lazy River

The New (new new new new new, as Mikey calls it) YMCA has a fun water feature, the 'lazy river'. Sadly, there's no bar you can float into, a la Silverwood. I went to my first water exercise class in the lazy river this morning. One hour of slogging against the current. Muscles were definitely worked! The perfect workout for fat ladies :-)

Socks!

I HEART this picture Pia took! That's me (on the far left), Susna and Loutie modeling our hand-knit socks while knitting on the couch at the cabin.

And needless to say, our feet were the toastiest at the cabin!

T-Day Fun!

The Three Senoritas (Pia, Katie and me) headed over the Channeled Scablands (how great is the state of Washington to include 'scablands'?) to spend turkey day with the family. As always, B & Bob were the perfect hosts at their cabin. We loved spending time with my sisters and their spouses, Mimi, the cousins and of course the little girls.

Lots of knitting, chatting, laughing, favorite story re-telling, and eating = the perfect weekend!

The Best Thanksgiving Show EVER

I laugh every time I see this picture and think of Monica doing the turkey dance for Chandler.

So Thankful...

I have so many things to be thankful for this year (which hasn't been the greatest year personally):

1. the four best children in the universe. How did I get so lucky? Because they unfailingly have my back, are smart, successful, funny as can be, actually read books and know a thing or two, are beautiful, have all (or almost all) of their teeth, and are loyal to the nth degree. LOVE YOU ALL.

2. a fabulous family. My sisters are the BEST. And they have wonderful daughters and sons who make any family get-together a delight. Plus there's a new generation of Sundstrom girls who are going to be a great addition to the family!

3. the four wildest, wackiest, and wonderful boys (I spelled that 'wounderful', which may be even more correct lol) to take care of daily. I shudder to think what my life would be like without my daily dose of RJ, Liam, Alex and Mike P. Thanks, Lorraine, for letting me be 'Grandma Wowe' to your gang. Hopefully, introducing you to Jon was sufficient payback :-)

4. knitting. This is my daily therapy (not necessarily cheap therapy, but portable). I have been knitting pretty much non-stop since about 1972, and have a sweater, a shawl and some socks in my own drawers to show for it. But hopefully I've provided a steady stream of gifts to those I love.

5. books. Since I discovered "The Big White House" in first grade, I've always had a book in my hand. Laura and Mary Ingalls, Betsy, Tacy and Tib, Nancy Drew, Harriet the Spy and The All of a Kind Family were my best childhood friends, and I still love opening a new book and discovering what's inside. No Kindle for me! Paper books 4EVER!

Hope you all have a happy turkey day!

The Case of The Pilfered Wallet

The Scene of the Crime: The P. household
The Victim: Jon
The Alleged Perp: Mike P.

The Allegation:

Jon's wallet was missing. Circumstantial evidence (poker face plus shifty eyes) pointed to Mike P.

The Investigation:
Everyone tore apart the house looking for the goods. Jon "carefully checked" his pants (we have only the victim's word on this). No wallet.

The Interrogation:
The alleged perp was seated under a bright light and mercilessly questioned by the victim. He lawyered up immediately (aka Mom) and kept his piehole shut.

The Torture:
Victim enlisted expert torture squad (aka the brothers) to try to break the perp. Perp's room was 'tossed' with an item at a time being thrown out in an attempt to crack his iron will. Wails were heard when the Star Wars poster went sailing out.

The Lawyer:
Protecting her client was her sole concern. She disappeared into the scene of the crime (Mom's room) and reappeared triumphantly holding the missing wallet. Attorney claims said wallet was in the pants pocket all along.

The Verdict:
Collusion and protection of the perp are suspected. However, perp escapes without serving any prison time. Victim still highly suspicious of both perp and his mouthpiece.

CASE CLOSED.

The Turtleneck Question

Seems we have a split household here. Katie abhors the turtleneck (or any item of clothing that touches her throat). I would wear one any day (and in fact am wearing a pink mock turtle right this minute, mostly to horrify Katie).

Take the poll, what's your stand?