–Merry Christmas Eve, everybody! We hosted our yearly, fabulous Christmas party last weekend and sometime between ten am and the start of the party, Isobel came down with a fever, cough, and a stuffed up nose. She was okayish for the party and didn’t let that stop her from dressing up as the Wasp and running around with Noah, but the following days have been filled with couch time and watching Home Alone and Fantasia on an infinite loop. I have been meticulously keeping myself and Elias away from the sick germs emenating from Isobel’s direction like the dirt aura of Pig Pen, but I woke up this morning with a slightly sore throat and a cough and, ladies and gentlemen, I fear the worst. I’ve been such a good girl this year that I’m pretty sure Santa is bringing me the influenza virus as if to say, “Merry Christmas, bitch.”
–Our family celebrations are wonderfully spread out so our extended holiday lasts over three days, starting tonight. Some years we even get four Christmases depending on which families host. We usually host on Christmas morning as well as throw a large holiday party for our friends in which we eat and drink and sing weird Christmas carols to piano accompaniment. It is a blast.
—This guy, the lead in Ragnarok, is basically a younger version of my Dad. I need to dig up some photos because they look so similar, right down to hair and eye color. Also, I really enjoyed Ragnarok and it’s on Netflix right now.
–Elias is so crazy mobile. He can crawl as fast as some of my cats can run, and last week he took his first steps with the help of a lion push toy. He can be playing contentedly in the middle of the living room one second, and the next manage to crawl behind the couch in no time at all. It’s crazy! Isobel didn’t get herself into these ridiculous scenarios. I’m going to have to ask my MIL if Anthony was like this as a baby. I won’t rest until I can find a family member to blame this extra-mobile behavior on.
–Isobel’s Kindergarten class performed a Christmas show for parents and family the evening before the last day of school before break and we went with Grandparents in tow. She was in rare form that night and looking back on it I think she was probably hangry, but she gave a great performance as a Holly Jolly Kid even though she desperately wanted to be a Workshop Elf. As far as I could tell the only difference was in the hat they wore, but elves are very important to Isobel, probably because they are cousins to fairies. After the performance we celebrated by going to sushi with Grandma and Grandpa, but not before we took the least enthusiastic photo ever.
–Every few months or so I go on a TNG-watching binge. Sometimes I watch it even more often as I self-medicate my anxiety by having it on in the background. Elias has started to break out into a Pavlovian-triggered dance routine whenever he hears the theme song and I think I’m beginning to have some of the episodes memorized. A few days ago I realized that I have a sudden and burning passion to read all the TNG novels. I hope my library still has them! Recommendations welcome.
–At Isobel’s request we’re playing through Majora’s Mask and man, I forgot how crazy hard that game is. I also forgot how terrifying I find the Happy Mask guy.
–Last night Isobel woke up at three a.m. and when she noticed me stirring to check on the baby I heard her say, “Hey guys! What’s up!” You are, apparently.
–Elias is teething and it’s making him very fussy. You might call it an Inconvenient Toof. I told this to Anthony he looked me straight in the eyes and said, “You hurt me.”
Follow Friday: Home Life 38. Read this and get happier, or your money back (it’s free).
Little Big Collection: Vintage Ornaments II. A few of my favorite (Christmas) things.
Snapshot 12.17.14. Yo Dawg, I heard you are embarrassed about being embarrassed.
Follow Friday: Annual Community Sale. Hilarious tweets and photographs from a sale where a strange old man tried to sell my daughter a framed clown poster.
Little Big Collection: Vintage Kitchen Accessories. True facts: I love to look at kitchen items first when I go thrifting.
Scrapbook: Joint bath time. It’s a good thing he likes water.
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Five Child Stars Who Grew Up To Be Acclaimed Novelist Salman Rudshie. The internet has taught me so much about art and culture!
This IS the dogs eating Christmas dinner GIF you were waiting for. This also made my life better.
Space-themed books for kids. I want these!
Piccolo cosplayer walks into a ToysRUs and pays for every layaway in the store. Piccolo was always my favorite.
Scrapbook: That Time of Year Again. As a pregnant lady, I felt big and round and quite at home in a pumpkin patch.
Scrapbook: Best of 2013. Last year was practically non-stop adventures thanks to our parents. We were still in the midst of Anthony’s unemployment and I was becoming larger by what felt like the minute. It was a great way to celebrate the end of our lives as a family of three and, for the moment, forget about our fears for the future.
Scrapbook: Gingerbread House 2013. We look forward to this every year.
Thrift Store Score: Dungeon! A Terrible Board Game by TSR. We force friends to play board game based on D&D by the makers of D&D.
Snapshot 12.18.13. Anthony recovers from surgery during the holiday season.
Recipe: Sauteed Spinach with Lemon and Garlic. I can never, ever make too much of this.