We went out last night to a lovely party celebrating the 50th anniversary of our dear friends, Bob and Arlene Bouley. They are my dad's best friends and are extra parents and grandparents to me, my brother and our children. They thought they were going to a family dinner and were surprised by 60 of their family and closest friends, including a daughter, cousin and granddaughter who flew in for the occasion. Their daughters put together an amazing photo and home movie show that entertained us all evening. It's nice to see that some things do last. Happy anniversary Bob and Arlene!
We came home to find that sixteen-and-a-half-year-old Consuela the Wonder Dog had been VERY busy in our absence, devouring half of Emily's Halloween candy. Wrappers, including that of a full-sized Snicker's bar, were scattered about the living room. I was proud that Emily (age 13 and more evolved than she would have been a few short years ago) was much more worried about her dog than she was about her lost candy. We put what was left of the candy up on a low counter and went to bed only to wake up to the same scene! Somehow Willy Wonka had managed to get a bag down from a three-foot counter (the dog is two feet tall on her best day) and went to town AGAIN on the candy without anyone hearing her!
Since she hadn't croaked from the first dose, all we could was laugh. At her age, we're glad to see she's still got that spark of the devil we've enjoyed in her for as long as she's lived with us. She has no doubt that she's in trouble, but she's walked around all day with a smirk on her face, as if to say, "It was sooooooo worth it." And for once, her breath is pretty sweet, too! Let's face it, there's a whole lot less candy to tempt the work-at-home mom when everyone goes back to school/work tomorrow, so my little buddy did me a big favor.