well we survived christmas. at least so far. dad's back is full of staples- but he is walking , the dog did NOT knock over the christmas tree (thank goodness), and rachel's heart is on the mend.
memorable tidbits from christmas vacation:
-so we got an elevator lift installed in the new house. it was much needed since the grandparents can't hike up tons of stairs and dad just had back surgery. however, the current temporary elevator is not ours exactly. the welder apparently didn't come through on his end of the bargain, so our elevator guy stole our lift from the nuns. (so we could use it while the grandparents are here) i wish i could make this stuff up, but i can't.
elevator guy: "Since the "sisters" are on christmas vacation, i figured they wouldn't need it for a few days while ya'll used it," he tells us. "and don't worry about it being able to lift everybody. the sisters are pretty good sized, so i figure it can lift ya'll."
i don't know where these supposed hefty nuns are that are missing an elevator, but i hope they don't come back anytime soon.
-So I got assigned the task of picking up the ham from the Honey Baked Ham store in West Ashley. After sitting in an hour of traffic, I finally get to the store only to find that they have posted a cop outside the honey baked ham store. Is there a problem with people stealing hams at the holidays??? Or do people have violent outbursts when they run out of bread or cranberry relish or something? I am not sure, but the Honey Baked Cop looked pretty serious to me.
-And finally, quotable quote from my sister:
(While watching the news)
Rachel: "Who is this Gooliani they are talking about? That sounds like a kind of pasta or something."
Me: "Its Giuliani Rach. Not Goo. And he's trying to be the president."
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