We celebrated by making Carmel Apple White Wine Sangria for our neighborhood’s progressive Christmas party.
I didn’t realize (ok I knew or sort of) how long it’s been since I’ve been able to catch up with my favorite folks.
Crazy how there is a disconnect between Marrs and the rest of the world.
I don’t remember how it happened, but Hugh and I, twenty two years ago, started a tradition.
We pick up an ornament when we travel.
And we’ve done it for years.
And after kids….
And sometimes after kids but without them….
The tree looks amazing.
Not all tears were tears of frustration.
Some were happy tears.
Kate’s present from her guys in men’s choir.
And the plate full of homemade cookies that accompanied it has helped her plow through her apush (ap us history) studying this evening.
It’s a quiet evening. Danny is sleeping, Kate is cheering. Hugh and Jack are at basketball practice.
It’s just me and the dogs.
Watching tv and listening to the dogs whine about bones.
So blissfully ordinary.
I kept telling Danny this week that we would see the fish when it snowed.
Well, guess what it was doing this morning?
He asked only a dozen times before we piled in the car….
We took the lap pretty quickly.
We spent an hour in front of the shark tank, just chilling.
Not a bad way to spend a snowy Sunday.
I’m sitting here reading my kindle next to the fire place realizing baby Susie’s stocking is making me smile.
My sister in law knitted these amazing family stockings years ago when we were all having kids.
They are amazing.
If you look closely at Katie’s you will see a pink baby sock attached.
That is Baby Susie’s stocking.
Katie got Baby Susie from my dear friend Debbie when Danny was born. And Baby Susie was a godsend.
And instantly became an important part of the family.
So much so that she attended school in Kate’s backpack everyday until Katie was in third grade. And she attended the first week or so until sixth grade.
We still have Baby Susie.
Katie already talks about having her in Kate’s senior picture.
And I am sure she will continue to be there for Katie as she moves out.
And that requires kind of love requires Baby Susie a place of honor amongst our stockings….for fifteen years now.
But, when you get to watch the sky turn into this…
I understand better why some people are.
Danny and I did not remind her.
Instead we took advantage of the 65 degree day.
Dan was a little perturbed that there is maintenance happening on the second half of the canyon. He would have been happy to keep going.
Maybe in, March he and I will get all the way to the dam.