Keaton finished his trimester with all As...only two more tri's to go until graduation. He was the senior class sponsor of the National Honor Society and read one of the value statements in the induction ceremony. He was smooth...and didn't drop the candle during the candle-lighting ceremony or catch the stage on fire. (Luckily he takes after me and isn't clumsy like his dad, Mr. Butterfingers.) Basketball season officially began...and so did the every-other-day laundry service. Since the team had a day full of scrimmages scheduled the day after Thanksgiving, we decided to spend Thanksgiving at home. (Our first in 19 years!!!) It was awesome! We could sleep in (well, as much as we can with a dog), we could wear sweats (which we did), and we could take naps (which we did). Keaton went to Elizabeth's for dinner and Matt and I played Scrabble. We snacked a little too much and when dinner was ready we decided we weren't hungry. (Thank goodness for Reynold's Wrap.) When we finally did get around to eating, Cyrus was thrilled to have a Thanksgiving plate full of goodies too.
Matt attacked his Black Friday shopping spree with his usual gusto. He seriously studied the ads a week in advance online. He thoroughly took notes and meticulously mapped out his shopping route. He planned and plotted until the wee hours of the morning, took a nap to recharge, and then hit the stores running at 5:15 a.m. He was a warrior...dodging carts, jumping over shoppers, grabbing items, elbowing his way through the crowds. No, seriously, he said it wasn't bad and he really wasn't out for any hot-selling items this year. He did get some new pots and pans for me and some new basketball shoes for him. Nothing too exciting, but good deals. He came home to go to Keaton's scrimmages only to find out there was a mix-up and the games were scheduled for the following day. Keaton, being the mini-Matt he is and thinking he's funny, broke the news to us with a phone call from school that began, "Don't worry, I don't have another concussion." I about had a heart attack. He's NOT funny trying to give me gray hair...especially when I don't have a hair appointment for another two weeks. So, the change in basketball plans cut into our weekend visit with the family so we decided to stay home and help out the economy instead by ordering new furniture for the basement. Yay!!
We celebrated Matt's birthday at The BOB in Grand Rapids with his brothers and friends. He picked the restaurant/bar with classic rock and I was happy to hear lots of 80s music thrown in as well. The food was good and I discovered a Wasabi sauce that numbed my gums and throat. It was great...once I could talk again.
We went to watch some college basketball between two teams that have been recruiting Keaton. We sat behind each bench to watch (and listen to) the coaching styles and Keaton decided he doesn't want a coach who yells. He's still undecided about playing in college, but will keep his options open for now. He really doesn't have to decide until next spring. He was accepted at Western Michigan University and has decided he wants to stay within three hours of home. He's not thrilled that we have the motor home since he's seriously afraid I'm really going to come and stay in the parking lot of his dorm. Silly boy...the motor home would take up too much room. I'll rent an apartment or stay in a motel across the street so I can watch him with binoculars.
The Christmas lights are hung and the shopping has begun. We hope you have the merriest of Christmases and the happiest of New Years.
