Christmas Eve
- Two sheets of delicious chewy oatmeal cranberry cookies, plus enough leftover dough to scoop out a few more batches the following day. The KitchenAid mixer made short work of prep (I really need to get one of those after I move), and the walnuts and allspice filled the kitchen with the most amazing scent.
- The arrival of a package from Japan containing my new phone case (yay!), plus the best car cell phone charger… possibly ever? Internet, it is a Hello Kitty head, and her cheeks light up while power is running to it. Yes, please, and thank you very much.
- Reminiscing, however briefly, with my Facebook timeline. Sigh. Life is lovely.
- Scurrying to my sister’s house down the road to provide a little company through the waning evening.
I hope everyone’s holidays have been wonderful and magical and full of joy and laughter and sunshine and the absolute minimum of leg injuries. I am a little concerned that my right foot might actually be broken. I walk with a limp and probably look pretty silly, but my strange hobbling is doing the job for now, which beats sprawling out on a couch and beckoning my family members to my bedside like some Victorian maiden weakened by consumption.
Anyway, I have a doctor’s appointment at 8:15 AM (>_<) on the 28th, so I guess we’ll see if I get to keep the leg.
It’s almost a quarter to one now. I should probably sleep soon so Santa can sneak in and leave a job under the tree for me.