|Christmas morning toast|
…was a most festive affair. We drank and ate and even managed a few photos. mostly of Charlie!
|with his dad, smiling at his Poppa|
|and with his mama and his new alphabet letters – he especially loves C and T!|
I actually awoke with a start Saturday night thinking I didn’t have a single photo of Sara and then I remembered Friday’s lunch. Girls only (we were going to make an exception for Charlie, but he and Katie were detained at the pediatrician’s … big boo!) at our favorite Bistro VG.
I have no photos of food, so you’ll have to imagine lobster and burrata flatbread, fried calamari, wine, mussels, salmon, scallops, smoked chicken salad, beignets and a pear brown butter tart.
|me, Sara, Lydia (my sister-in-law), Jillian (my niece) and Karen (my sister)|
The rest of the weekend flew by. Sara and I saw Wild on Saturday. I’m determined to see all the best picture nominees for this year’s Oscars and she promised this would be on the list. It’s certainly deserving. I’d read – and enjoyed – the book and the movie is just as good. Reese Witherspoon is a very believable Cheryl Strayed and Laura Dern is wonderful as her mom.
My other memories are about cloudy skies and rain. It was actually beautiful for a few hours Saturday afternoon (I told Sara to enjoy it, she wouldn’t see weather like this again until March, she said no, more like May 🙂 but most of it was black and white.
|from Saturday morning’s walk|
Thank goodness for twinkle lights!
|the entrance to my neighborhood on last night’s walk|
Today the house seems really empty. I thought it might, so yesterday, when I got back from the airport, I told Marc I was going to leave Christmas up until after the New Year. He didn’t argue. Really, everything except the poinsettias are doing great. I think they’re suffering from so much dark. Just like me. I pulled all the pots up to the front windows and as I type this, I see bits of sunshine starting to peek through the clouds. Hopefully they’ll perk up. They only need to last a few more days!