This winter has been pretty mild for the most part and we have enjoyed eating out on the patio at most restaurants. Only recently have we started dining inside again. If infection rates go up we'll head back outside. I've gotten pretty accustomed to the fresh air and sunlight that patio eating has provided.
Jessica's kids came over during the Holiday break. The boys have become pros at Minecraft over the past few years. They all gather online together (Wesley, Alex, Matt and Teddy) and play. It was nice that during the state lock downs the kids were still able to connect and stay social.
They
have been playing the "Raise Your Hand" game since they were tiny,
still doing it. Last one with their hand in the air wins. Did I think they would still be doing this in high school? No. But it brings back fond memories.
We've sure been enjoying the Nissan Leaf. We've had it for nearly a year now and drive it constantly. It's the go-to car in the garage. It's pure electric and at 100% charged gets about 90 mile range. That seems to be about 85% of our driving needs. It's prefect for driving the kids to school and back and our short little trips into town. It came with a set of Blizzack winter tires and wheels, so Sean put them on. I like the black wheels!
A couple of years ago we picked up a new rooster after our big white one got killed by the neighbors dog. The new one was a Ayam Cemani. They are these impressive all black roosters. They have black legs, black combs. They even have black organs. A gal down the road had two roosters and offered me one. He did ok with us for a short time before turning into turd and chasing us. He'd find pleasure in trying to hurt us. We'd kick him away and the kids took large sticks with them whenever they went into the back yard just in case he decided to come after them. We aren't the type to kill roosters even if they are demon spawn so we just dealt with him. He earned the name Satan. I tried to rehome him since he was a desirable breed (chicks go for upwards of $50 each). No takers (shocker!). A week ago he wasn't in the hen house at bed time which was unheard of. The next morning I did a check of the back yard and sure enough found the pile of black feathers that was Satan. Looks like a hawk or owl got him. I'm ok with this...it's been so peaceful in the backyard.
Kevin and Cooper are all grown up and settling in nicely. They play really hard together and then sleep for hours and do it all over again. Here are the two goobers passed out. They like to sleep in the strangest positions.
