Hobbling toward the finish line this week in the worst way—between Matt's finals (so much writing! So many deadlines!) and the girls' miscellaneous last projects and long days, we are pretty much D O N E.
Gearing up for my new annual tradition of December All at Once™ (just as soon as we recover from the first three weeks of the month)(heh)
Celebrating our wonderful new ten-year-old, which will require a special post all its own.
Cursing my "new" running shoes which seem to have worn out overnight... And then realizing it is almost exactly eight months to the day on which I purchased them, which is exactly the point I had to replace my last pair of Brooks. And then feeling a little sheepish and apologetic toward my trusty running shoes. (And hey! Just over 300 miles in eight months!)
Racing to the mailbox every day, because, CHRISTMAS MAIL. I love to send it, I love to receive it, and I don't get mad at you if you don't get to it this year. Or last year or next year. But it anchors me to all the places and people I love and so that's that.
Thinking about the implications that additional and overwhelming examination can offer with the conclusion of Serial this week.
Commiting to my 2015 project! It might be a little ambitious, and it is definitely play-along. Check back January 5 for more info.
Wiping tears over the big song finale to The Colbert Report last night. It was touching in the sweetest, most lovely way. Henry Kissinger? Kareem Abdul-Jabbar? Big Bird? Doris Kearns Goodwin? It was perfect.
Scrambling and spinning to get a thousand things done. As usual.
Enjoying so much the tradition of making chocolate-covered cherries with Matt. We started late and only made one batch last night to cover what we needed today for our little gifties, which included a box for Gracie's and Bridget's morning bus driver per their request; they say he is impossibly grouchy and wanted to do something nice for him. Isn't that what all the scrambling and spinning is all about at the end of the day (er, past midnight on the next day?)
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This post is part of a list-making project called Lists With Friends 2014, an effort to document the year in lists of all types. I love lists, and I love a good project.
