In other news, everyone here is healthy. Mr. T's swallow test revealed nothing abnormal, so now we're trying something else to help him swallow better since no diagnosis can be made. It's the weirdest thing, but it usually is something weird with him.
I began Fates and Furies and had a hard time putting it down to go to sleep last night. It's one of those books that grips right away. My favorite author discovered this past year is Fredrik Backman. Go read him immediately.
This is the first Christmas break that I haven't undertaken a big project like painting a room. The only extraordinary thing I did was clean out and wipe down the bathroom drawers and cupboards. I threw out one of two eye shadows I own, I never wear either so why didn't I throw out both? A mystery. I mercilessly pitched a bottle of massage oil (received as a gift a decade ago, never used--who would use such a thing?), fancy bath scrub (scares me--very perfumey and suspicious texture), samples packages of hair product and old nail files. I need to clean out my library, but that's going to take about a week, so I'll wait until summer vacation.
Tomorrow ends the year and instead of looking back I'm thinking of what's coming up. Visiting relatives. Wrestling for Mr. B, tournament team basketball for Mr. G, a neighborhood party. Monday brings a new unit for English 12 (The Crucible! Can you imagine how one might possibly teach about hysteria and propaganda in a post-communist age? So many modern-day parallels abound...missing birth certificates and climate change, Planned Parenthood and Muslim refugees. And to think I felt I was "settling" on this play because it was one of the few books I had enough copies to teach!) I'll be back to scheduling my bathroom breaks around the bell and wearing shoes all day.
Tonight I'll sit in my favorite spot and drink what remains of my Christmas treat after watching Mr. B and Mr. G play their last basketball games of 2015.
|What's better than a recliner? A hammock. Okay, this is my second-favorite spot to read.|
|Half and half heated on the stove, poured into a mug. Inhale. Sip.|