For what seems like years now, I have not slept through the night. I fall asleep early and wake up in the middle of the night. I wander through the house as my mind races with thoughts of family, business, finances, and lately, the loss of Izzy. I miss her terribly. Christmas time makes my middle of the night walks slightly more palatable. I weave through the dozen Christmas trees that light my way. The ornaments bring back memories of…
After a great pre-Christmas Eve class this morning, I feel compelled to share some thoughts and good tidings to the riders who will be spinning for 90 minutes on Christmas Eve morning. Sadly, I will not be able to attend. As an Italian woman, I have duties and responsibilities on Christmas Eve up to and including the Feast of the Seven Fish. (Note: I managed to create a dish with all seven fish in one glorious pot. I will share the recipe another time.) So here are my well wishes…
This is a busy time of year. The span between Thanksgiving and Christmas seems shorter every year. The kitchen is finally done, Amelia is moving final exam week and Jack has the Holly Ball and rowing. Chip's office party is tonight and I do have those gifts ready to go. In my house, it takes weeks to decorate for Christmas. we have three real trees and 8 artificial trees. I am half way there. The Nutcrackers are displayed, the stocking…
Blogger's note: As you will soon read, I began this post very early Christmas morning. Shortly thereafter, time took on a face of it's own and my poor little Amelia ended up without an appendix, but with a holiday story of her own to tell. So below is the original post with a few more added 'here's to' comments. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! Good morning and Merry Christmas everyone. This Christmas morning it's me and Izzy, sitting by the…