|Zeni "celebrates Him". And no, her pants did not fall down, praise the lord.|
|Our beautiful front window, before the boxes arrived..|
|....and the family room after.|
The Pageant was the night before we moved. I'm not sure why, but I failed to anticipate the whole UNpacking part of the move. Whatever parts of the packing we didn't get done (and there were many) were taken care of by the movers, which was lovely. But then, there were just boxes. And boxes and boxes
and boxes and boxes full of crap that had to be sorted and put away. Neither Jeremy nor I are partial to clutter so the first few days in the new pad were, let's say, tense. Once we moved the couch so that one could get into the fridge things started looking up.
Despite the fact that the house was one huge clutter heap I *needed* (yes, that's right all you starving people out there, *needed*) a Christmas Tree. There was no way Jeremy was going to have any part in bringing anything else into the house, but once I hauled it home and set it up even he had to admit that it was lovely.
Somewhere in here Hayden had his first piano recital. My parents, brother and uncle are all now or have been professional musicians - I had high hopes for his musical aptitude. He dinked out "Jingle Bells" painfully slowly and then rocked out on Hark the Herald Angels sing and given that he's only had six lessons I'm going to say he did respectably. I'll spare you the video but be assured that I winced through the entire first piece. Despite the long pauses, missed notes and painful replaying of one stanza over and over (and over) he got up there with no nerves, bowed nicely and fist pumped when it was over, so we are going to call it a win. (That's Hayden's piano teacher in the background - "Mr. Bill". The man is awesome, has a house filled with motion activated Christmas paraphernalia and 2 Steinway grands, and on the day of the recital he and his wife were wearing matching shirts. I love Spokane!)
|Einstien loved his purple sweater - can't you tell?|
Dinner was better than usual - although China Garden did not boast as much neon as we usually look for, and there was no spinning dragon sign, the food was almost edible which is a huge win for Spokane.
Post-surgery holiday eating has gone pretty well - I am still not (ever) hungry which is great but my weight loss has plateaued 10 pounds away from my first goal which is super frustrating and I think may bizarrely be because I am not eating ENOUGH calories. Working on it. I threw up for the first time from eating something (tmi?) apparently meatballs and my stomach are no longer friends, so that's nice.
|Happy Holidays from me, Jeremy Zeni Hayden and my dad's mitten.|