The alternate reunion (dubbed âPlan Bâ) was a success. Only four people showed up for dinner without RSVPâing, and I ended up with about ten people who came back to my house afterwards. Although I had cleaned the first floor of the house to within an inch of its (and my) life, everybody ended up congregated in the kitchen, standing around and talking. I have no idea if thatâs a good sign or a bad sign, but people seemed to be having a good time. I and another former classmate have started a google group, with all the key words any lost member of our class should need in order to find us. I made a point of saying Iâd help manage the group but I would NOT be responsible for organizing a reunion, beyond getting word out to anyone who had joined the group. Hopefully that was heard and understood, but Iâm not so naïve as to believe this may not be an issue in the future.
Fortunately, this guy didnât show up until several days after the party was over. When I first spied it from across the room I thought it was some sort of super box elder beetle on steroids, but when I got closer I realized that the only thing this guy had in common with them was six legs and two antennae.
We always get box elder beetles, stink bugs and lady bugs in the house this time of year (much as I try to prevent it) but this guy is new to my experience. I keep intending to look him up, but conveniently forget whenever I get a moment.
I did finally get the Christmas trees up this year. New this year are the LED lights on the big tree. I rather like the effect, although it is dangerously reminiscent of the 70âs disco scene.
A final brief update: my latest project, which MUST be finished by Christmas. Iâm thinking Iâll need to borrow Dr. Whoâs TARDIS to pull this one off.
Note that my little helper has plopped herself down directly on top of the directions.