the super exciting, highly enviable weekend

This is Mom and Elizabeth's first/last/only weekend with me, so I wanted to make it a really exciting one. I lay in bed thinking of all the fun things we could do that they wouldn't have a chance to do back home. Here's the list I came up with:

* Take down the Christmas tree (I KNOW it's January 19th. I realize Christmas was last year and most people had their Christmas paraphernalia cleaned up by December 26th.. It's just that I've been too busy  unpacking luggage and visiting Walmart for the 5,683 time to pull ornaments off a fake tree. Besides, I get sentimental at Christmas tree taking down time and I like to prolong the sorrow.)

* Vacuum

* Dust
* Unload the dishwasher.

I know what you're thinking. You want to schedule a weekend with me ASAP. It will be the most fun you've had in months.

After we completed our chores had more fun than we could handle, I took them to a dusty old antique store to look for a shelf. We didn't find a shelf, but we did find some Greek "souvenirs". Greek souvenirs probably made in China but sold at a store in Tennessee. 

Elizabeth found a random leg standing around. We didn't buy it but in retrospect I wish we did. You never know when you could use an extra leg. I bet you could walk pretty fast with three legs.

Speaking of legs, we went for a walk and Elizabeth said she didn't think I couldn't jump over the post in the sidewalk. I used to do such things all the time but apparently she thinks my body has gotten too old for such feats of gymnastics. I told her to stand aside and photograph my post vaulting. I'd show her! I did it three times and each time she completely missed the jump. What she got was a picture of me looking like I was moving faster than the speed of light. Or maybe like I was drunk and trying not to fall over. I'm going with the first story.

Elizabeth and I decided to race at various points during the walk and I won every single time. Guess I'm don't need that third leg after all.