Hopefully everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Mary, Lovelyn and I went up to Glendale to visit Glenda and the rest of the family. Her Dad was able to make it with Mary's mother tagging along as well. Relatively short stay but great to see Glenda, Tony and their newest addition, Marley! The food was great and our trip home fell shortly after a food induced cat nap. We had not left Abigail by herself for more than a few hours until this last couple of days away. She did not seem to appreciate us any more than before but we will see what happens when we are away for 5 days next month. I have a new toy on the way, it took much much much research and inner voiced debate but the investment should work out. I will leave that for another post next week I imagine. I need to get to work on my next project but I am procrastinating as usual.
Last Saturday night was Neil's extravaganza, Bocce ball was fun,(first timer,) then to various watering holes. The most fun of the evening was listening to Marty on the ukulele while Neil serenaded us all with his wonderous singing voice. The extra's are of Abby sleeping while sitting and then eating Penelope's tail. I got CS4 now too, gotta learn some new features now. Keep you updated.
Abigail is getting big, really fast too. By the day she jumps higher, plays with more objects that she shouldn't be, getting into literally everything. She follows me around a lot. She farts when you least expect it, will lunge at you with claws out at any moment. She wakes me every morning by either diving on my face or clawing at my facial hair until I acknowledge her existence. Her vocabulary is widening with odd little chirps and cries. Her coat is starting to clear up and you can notice where her rosettes will form. Her body length is at least twice the size it was when we got her almost one month ago. She never hesitates to try and get Penelope to nurse her... Penelope has grown a lot of patience towards her now, although Abby has asserted her intended dominance with authority and clarity. I have got her playing fetch quite convincingly now. She cries until I let her get on the bathroom counter so that she can play and investigate the water coming from the faucets. I think we are getting her scheduled to be fixed the week after Thanksgiving, hopefully she calms down with the diving at my face in the waking moments of the day after that. All in due time—here are some photos.
You cannot reconcile creativeness with technical achievement. You may be perfect in playing the piano, and not be creative; you may play the piano most brilliantly, and not be a musician. You may be able to handle color, to put paint on canvas most cleverly, and not be a creative painter. You may create a face, an image out of a stone, because you have learned the technique, and not be a master creator. Creation comes first, not technique. So, having lost the song, we pursue the singer. We learn from the singer the technique of song, but there is no song; and I say the song is essential, the joy of singing is essential. When the joy is there, the technique can be built up from nothing; you will invent your own technique, you won't have to study elocution or style. When you have, you see, and the very seeing of beauty is an art.
I was confident Barack would be our newest president elect, I thought he may obtain 300 electoral votes,(338 and possibly still counting.) I did underestimate the people of this country, this was a victory won handedly. Thank you and goodnight. Hopefully in the morning we will see a prop 8 defeat. I fear for the worst on that front.