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Wednesday Update: 12/09/09

Holy Blizzard, Batman!!!

So, we’re in the midst of what could go down as one of the storms of the century! It’s hardly December, we’ve hardly begun to think about winter being upon us and then WHAMO…here it is! I can’t believe the forecasters were actually right this time…whenever they predict big snow, we rarely see it come to fruition. But this time…yep…a foot of snow, easy. I can’t help but think back to this past Saturday when Amy and I met to run on the path around the lake near her house…it was cold, but sunny and it felt good to run outside. Um, I think my days of running outside may be over for the winter! To top it all, we are running in our first 5K this Saturday! I have no doubt that the route will be clear and we’ll be able to run it without incident…the snow will sure make it festive!! And I’m sure Blake and Matt will thoroughly enjoy sitting at the finish line waiting for us in the cold and snow! Ahh…true love and support.

This past Saturday Matt and I had Matthew and Meghan overnight…BOTH of them…OVERNIGHT people. It was the first time Matthew was here overnight. It was an adventure, to say the least. The kids weren’t bad…they are just…kids. Busy, busy kids. They quickly reminded us how NOT used to having busy kids around we are! I felt like I was spinning from one thing to the other…’don’t touch that’, ‘stop doing that’, ‘what’d you say?’, ‘where did you go?’, ‘leave the dog alone’, ‘sit up and eat your dinner’, ‘yes, that is a tractor’. We made cinnamon ornaments for their Christmas trees together, played, watched a little football, and a Christmas movie. When they went home Sunday morning Matt and I collapsed on the couch and just looked at each other…we both agreed that maybe it is ok that it’s just the two of us. We have a pretty good thing going…leave it to those little rascals to remind us yet again how fortunate we are. Of course we love Meghan and Matthew, more than we can ever fully say, but it was good to get back to normal after they left too.

We went through my cookbooks and picked out cookie recipes to make for Christmas. The past few years, I’ve gotten more excited about baking Christmas cookies and Matt loves to look at the recipes with me and vote for his favorites to be made. It’s a fun little tradition of sorts that we’ve developed these past few years, and it tickles me a little to sit together discussing which cookies to make. I went and got ingredients and started baking Sunday afternoon while we watched a couple of our favorite Christmas movies. It was a lovely afternoon and evening, spent laughing and enjoying the smells and tastes of Christmas together. We’ve been making all our Christmas plans and I’m starting to get really excited for all the fun times we’re planning with family and friends. I miss my parents so much and can’t wait to see them!! I do believe this will be a wonderful Christmas season!


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