It's a grey and gloomy and rainy (with the possibility of snow flurries...in Southern California!) and so I did what anyone would do on a day like today.
I baked muffins (eggnog and chocolate chip) for the sleeping boys (mine plus a few spares that ended up here last night) and then ran a bazillion errands all around town.
And, for the record, it was COLD.
Our poor dog. He's so over loved that he just doesn't stand a chance of living the life that I think he would prefer...the life where he'd be allowed to hide in a corner all day long.
Instead? Instead he is smothered day in and day out.
And that's not gonna change.
Here's our Christmas photo, 2014.
Brian is 16, Alex is 21, Matthew is 24.
BuddytheDog (one word) is 3.
This photo was one of 581 and the only one in which they were all looking at the camera. My crew doesn't make it easy, that's for sure. In fact, I may have had to shed a tear and threaten to talk about my feelings in order to get this picture.
Exhausting, but it worked.
Our little house on our little street has been rather full lately...even Maggie the Cat has moved on to another town.
The last basketball game of 2014 was played today and they eeked out a win on the final day of this tournament. Our team is...well....developing.
That guy that I like so much and I have had lots of time this vacation...lots of time in the car and lots of time at home. It's been nothing short of much, much needed and I am actually feeling recharged and ready for whatever it is that is coming next.
And I think what's next is New Years Eve. It's going to be a cold one but we'll be all cozied up inside. The plan is to feed all the big kids something nutritious for supper before they head out where they are going (no driving is allowed, so they need to go and stay put...I worry too much) and then we are having a party here.
I hope they ask to see the attic because right now that is the only clean space in our whole little house.
It's strange but I haven't thought about the years end until now...and it's happening tomorrow. I've been too busy just getting through each day, running a household, cleaning an attic, cooking for my family, loving on my dog.
I'm thankful for that because more than anything, I feel rested. A tad bit lazy, too...and that's ok for right now because once this week comes to an end, that feeling will become just a far away memory.
I''m hanging on to the reality of it right now, though. Hanging on tight.