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Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Itís beginning to look a lot less like Christmas. I wonít be taking the tree and lights down until the weekend at least, but most of the other parts and pieces that went into yesterdayís celebration have disappeared. Well, except for all my cool new stuff, and all that food. Somehow I inherited a wondrous supply of leftovers (and Ericís pie, which he forgot).

One thing that lingers is the croup, or whatever it is thatís going through the family. Aiden is still sick, but gamely not letting it get him down. Which is more than I can say for myself this morning (and last night, and this afternoon). I had maybe my worst night of the year. I was lying in bed, still awake, at 4:00 am, and at 4:30 am, and so at 5:00 am I decided to get up and turn on the TV.

At 6:30 I went back to bed, and finally I managed to fall asleep. Then at 7:45 I heard a noise that woke me up. That hour and a quarter was the only sustained sleep I got all night. The phone didnít ring all morning, so I lazed around as much as I could, between trips to the bathroom. But I donít think I have what the rest of the family has been passing back and forth. I think I can blame nothing but my own overindulgence for the lousy way I felt all night and all day.

Still, I wouldnít trade yesterday for a whole year of perfect health. I would probably have skipped that last glass of wine, though.




25 December 2006

Aiden and David and the new race track.



I never made it out of the house today. It was raining miserably all day long, and if Iíd gone anywhere I would have had to make a stop at a gas station to fill my tank, which has been nearly empty since Friday night. Anyway, with all that food in the house there was no reason for me to go to the grocery store, and the post office will just have to wait one more day. Maybe two more days, if I still feel like this tomorrow.




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One year ago: Recovery
"It was embarrassing. Iím usually such a good eater. Often Iím the last one left at the table, because Iíve taken one more helping."

Two years ago: Idle
"If the calendar is ever revised, maybe they should think about making the day after Christmas two days long."

Three years ago: Easy Does It
"It was an experiment, and most of my cooking experiments have been failures the first time out (don't even ask about my meatloaf), but apparently either mashed potatoes are very easy or I just got very lucky."

Four years ago: Yesterday
"My gift giving shows some thought, if not much imagination. I don't stray far from the pattern I established when my nephews started to outgrow toys. How I miss those days, though. I love buying toys."

Five years ago: Over?
"So, it's over. Yippee and damn."

Six years ago: There's Cheer, and Then There's Cheer
"There's a lot to be said for associating with people who make life easier instead of harder."


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