We are finally done with the Nutcracker. I don't know what we were thinking. It was fun a couple of times, but then Sophie got really sick, Bronnie got lice and Shawn hurt his back. There was too many things happening at once. The tickets were outrageously expensive and none of the family could be persuaded to watch the second act! Anyway, we got some good memories out of it - but mostly we realized that 7 performances is probably a lot for our 8 year old.
We also got our Christmas Tree/Cactus hybrid. I should have taken more notice at the farmer's surprise when we told him we had picked a tree. He was sure we wouldn't find one, but we did and now we are all nursing puncture wounds after hanging ornaments. It doesn't even smell piney, which was the reason we chose to get a fresh tree this year. Of course it may not be the tree's fault. We do have a lot of competing odors in this house. In fact, it probably smells like a freakin forest but we will never know. Thanks Biko.
We also miss Pengu. The well-behaved dog with enviable poop. I wish our dogs could poop like that. Pengu could poop on a white sheet and after you pick it up you could put that sheet right on the bed and no one would ever know. Not fair.
Anyway, Shawn's back is still hurt, so we are hoping the Physical Therapist and Back Doctor have some good news next week instead of the horrible news Shawn is sure he is going to hear. I'm just plugging along our original plan that we are going to Virginia - until we have official notice otherwise. Keep him in your prayers though. He certainly has a huge amount of anxiety about his back due to being raised by a mother with chronic back issues.
That's all for now. I'm done with my Christmas shopping for the most part. I probably will miss the crazy sales over the next few weeks, but it's worth it to miss the crowds. Not sure if you will get a Christmas card, since I misplaced them in my house. Maybe a Christmas email?