I wish I could say we were off doing something exciting during our hiatus from the blog world, but we weren’t. We were just caught up in life and holiday business and the end of the year that is just a great big ol’ slippery time slope. I swear it goes by faster and faster every year. Is it age that makes it seem that way? Maybe I’m just getting old. (We are coming up on a quarter of a century in a few more weeks. The mister keeps reminding me. Isn’t he sweet? I kid.)
Anyway, we’ve had lots of big and little things worth taking note of, but I’m sure this post would be forever long if I tried to document them all. So I’ll stick to our tried and true four things …
- We had our very first full-size tree. (It’s still up because Lee has imposed a New Year’s deadline, and I’m stubbornly enjoying our cheery decor down to the last second.) Well, maybe it doesn’t deserve to be called full-sized because he’s quite the string bean when it comes to width, which is the ONLY reason he even fits in our teensy apartment that is lacking in floor space. He’s (lovingly) squished in the corner between the end of the couch and a bookcase where we’ve been meaning to put a floor lamp but never got around to it. It’s actually the perfect spot for him because Fig is completely blocked off from the base—a win for us, seeing as she was trying her best to eat his branches when he was still sitting in the box from my grandmother’s attic. He’s an old family tree, this one. But we like him and his lack of girth just fine.
- Fig can’t get to the bottom of the tree, and that means we can’t either. Even if we could, there was not much room for gifts crammed in that itty-bitty corner. So, instead, we cleared off the top of the bookshelf to stack our presents up there. It seemed like a good idea until Lee’s mum and grandma came for a visit from England and brought a heap of presents with them. We resorted to shoving them in every nook and cranny on the bookshelf—in front of books, on top of books. It looks a tad silly, but I kind of like the strange sight of it all when you walk through the door. Plus, who would complain about having to find space for presents? No one, that’s who.
- Lee’s mum and grandma flew over for a visit! (What? You already knew that?) Well, we’re still just as thrilled to have them here and to play chauffeur (they don’t like driving in the city, and honestly I don’t either) and tour guide and everything else. This is the first time the mister has gotten to see his mum this close to Christmas since she moved back, so I know it’s been such a treat for him. In fact, he keeps telling me that he wants to spend a Christmas over in Manchester one year, which I already knew, but it’s sweet how excited he is about it.
- On top of all the presents and food requests (Lee likes Robinson’s squash drink mix and Branston Pickle; I like Nando’s peri peri sauce), Lee’s mum also brought some nifty knits in her suitcase. Fig has her very own hand-knit sweater—with a great big F for a little Figgy. And I am now the proud owner of quite the colorful stash of hats. I wore one to work the very next day and then decided not to take it off all day long … indoors. Like those people with the sunglasses. Only cozier and cuter and way less creepy (because you could still tell if I was staring at you even though I had a bright blue pom-pom atop my head).
The wait was worth it, am I right?
We hope your holidays were filled with all things merry and bright and warm and fuzzy — and exactly zero eggnog (unless, of course, you like eggnog).