pirate doesn't know he has only one eye.

Yup, I have neglected my writings. I am surprised at the people, few that they may be, that noticed. I am sitting here thinking a bunch of things in no particular order. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. I didn't have to buy any gifts for my departed mom (or my dad) who comes to me silently in dreams - like last night when I heard her cry out and I ran in to see what was wrong and she was lying on the floor with her shirt open, waiting for me to start CPR. I woke up before I even checked for a pulse. I guess she came down a few days ago to get one of her good friends and escort her to the place she is...hopefully it is a good place but none of us know even though many people think they know.

The tree is up. The kids are home - or at least two of them. Billy is at a family reunion with Scarlett which is where he should be. How lucky I am to have had my kids home with me every Christmas. Kseniya missed one and this is Bill's first missed one.

Some Christmas cards have been sent - and some have not. Many people who I used to sent Christmas cards to are gone - or dead if you prefer not to see the euphemisms - gone, passed away, departed, etc. Some have resorted to form letters. I would rather not send cards than resort to form letters.

Pirate the one eyed pug is staying with us. He doesn't know he only has one eye and he is snugly but misses his other humans. I am going to be a grandma in August. I guess I am old enough. It is nice to think of this and to think of parts of me, my family, Bruce's family and our ancestors being continued. I look at babies differently now knowing that I am in for a new experience and another life change - but a good one that I will like better. New babies coming have to be more fun than old people you love going.

Tomorrow is our Christmas Eve open house and I will probably have a moment of anxiety as I always do and worry if the bathroom is clean enough - back to my dirty bathroom dreams. I have invited my imaginary friend Jennifer because I know she isn't as happy as I make her out to be. People don't treat her well at work. She told me this once. I might invite her to go running with me in the morning but I am not sure I am up for it. But it is Christmas and I should be nice.

Kseniya and I went for a 9 mile run today. We stopped at Starbucks 1/2 way through the run. It was fun and it was snowing. We wrapped gifts and sat around and Danny made us red drinks - ginger ale and some bitter stuff - Campari. It grows on you after a few sips.

Tomorrow I will sleep in (till at least 730) and hope that it snows more. Jack and I will run in the morning. Maybe 6 miles. We will open our doors to our friends and Bruce will present a kick ass spread of eats - made from scratch. No going to Costco for him and buying pre made appetizers. It will be fun and if we don't drink too much, we will go to church at 11.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve and right now it is snowing. The presents are wrapped and life is good.