The other day while cleaning out some stuff in the bedroom (yes, we are using filing cabinets for dressers) I found some ID holders and wallets that had some neat things in them. My high school ID was something, but the pics of two proms I went to were especially apropos to find — my daughter and her boyfriend are the same age as me and my date in the photos. I showed it to them and they thought it was pretty cool.
Tonight is her prom (actually a semi-formal) and she called me to meet her at the salon to see her hair beforehand. I couldn’t ask for a better relationship with a daughter than I have with her.
On another note, Mer and I went to the Christmas supper for the Gas & Steam club in Alexander, NY. Her mince pie was gone in short moments. On the way home, we decided to actually buy a real Christmas tree. I stopped in Alden at Ulbricht’s Tree & Garden, where they even had cut-it-yourself service … which I declined. We decided the first tree I cut for our Christmas should be on our own property. Besides, it feels like the idea of pulling the trigger on Bambi, so any excuse to put off doing such a thing seemed fine by me. The only problem now is trying to fit the extreme plethora of decorations we currently own on a slightly smaller tree …