The Zen Zone ended this afternoon.

The granite guys showed up today.

The granite guys showed up today without the island granite.

The granite guys showed up today without the island granite and with countertops with incongruous color alignment (same granite type, but two pieces that had to be “seamed” together had noticeably different color variations). 

Zen left and Bitch came out.  Bitch wondered aloud that if Bitch had come out yesterday, if this wouldn’t have happened today.  Bitch wondered why no one had contacted me or our contractor that the island piece wasn’t on the truck today.  Bitch demanded that all pieces be installed by end of Thursday.

Granite Guys agreed.

Zen’s a tiny bit put out that Bitch had to come out.

With all the extra cardboard around, Kyla built Wesley a dragon cave.

Then Wesley chose Kyla to read aloud to.

Sweet siblings!

We are eating our dinners downstairs, conveniently in front of the TV, and we found this show on Netflix.

Penguins: Spy in the Huddle

Penguins – Spy in the Huddle spends nearly a year in the close company of penguins, deploying 50 spycams to capture as never before the true character of these birds.

Those spycams?  They’re robot penguins!! I can’t use enough exclamation points to express the sheer delight we all had watching this show.

And it led to this at bedtime:

(She tried my feet first, but I pointed out it was Daddy Penguin’s job to hold the baby chick on his toes.)

Halloween hasn’t historically made my top 5 holidays, but it’s grown on me.

It’s our 3rd or 4th year dragging our fire pit out to the street and having a neighborhood “bon fire”. 

The  last few years, the kids have been old enough to trick-or-treat in the area without us, and we gladly shoo them off and open the bottles, and start roasting our own dinner.

And we don’t steal any of their candy when the kids do come back (that’s done the next day!).