3 Girls and 4 Suitcases.
So, yesterday was my Monday morning two hours with Ross and we, as always, had a lovely time. He did seem a bit distracted, though and I wonder where he goes, in those moments where he looks lost. I want to read up a bit more about the disease because he does an amazing thing with time. He tried to set his watch to eleven-forty but set it to one-twenty and couldn't understand why I was telling him it was incorrect. He saw it as eleven-forty. It's as if he was seeing a mirror image of where the hands should have been. Is this usual? I have to investigate. He did, however read the big tower clock correctly, a mere five minutes later.
I went to get us both a coffee from the wee cafe area and met a wonderful ninety three year old lady who was born in Edinburgh. I have heard her chat, in the passing and thought that there was a hint of Scottish about her. Well, her sister still lives in Leith and is one-hundred and great friends with Tom Farmer. She and he have done much fundraising together and are very close. She was so cute, told me that she was Scottish by birth, Italian by marriage and Canadian by choice-lol. Now, I have been taken in before by little old people telling me stories, only to find out that they were completely 'lost-in-space' and I did wonder. But she had such details and when I came back from getting the coffee, she stopped me again to show me a photo of her sister with Prince Charles and Tom Farmer. It was attached to part of the manuscript for her book. Her life story. She told me that her sister had kept all of her letters from when she was eight years old. I think that she plans to use some of them in the book. How fantastic. She runs a wee fundraising bake-table a couple of times a week and invited me to drop by for a coffee one morning to chat with her. She is one very sharp, very witty, very busy lady.
Mary invited me out to lunch with them but I had already made plans to meet up with Jen to go shopping so had to decline. I am going out for lunch with them next week instead-yum. Mary also invited the kids and I to hers on Christmas eve but we are just going to do our own thing. I probably told you already about being invited out for Christmas dinner by the kind family who gave us all the 'stuff' when we moved in-we declined that also.
I wouldn't say that I'm a hermit but I have no desire to spend time with others........except the kids.
Jen and I headed out to return a necklace that I had bought, on the off-chance that it would suit Ali for a present for her friend which it didn't. We actually had a couple of good finds and yet again, I found myself perusing the store for many, many minutes whilst Jen tried to decide whether or not to get another fluffy blanket. I think we have decided that she'll check the sales and that I also will knit/crochet her one....with Love.
For the fourth night in a row we had Mac-cheese and I'd like to say that I was fed up with it but I am not. Perhaps it was not such a good idea to find the 'right' cheese?
Because we had a Day Transit pass, Jen and I headed to the grocery store after dinner and we bought our turkey. It was not exactly cheap but it was paid for by my 'points' which made me very happy and I felt like the turkey was free. I just have sprouts and carrots to buy and I think that I'm all set.
Does anyone else love pickled onions and beetroot with their Christmas dinner? I had to purchase some because I would feel deprived if they were not on my plate.
I will miss my chestnut/springonion/brussel sprout stir fry but I will cope. No point in making it just for me.
Just realised that I haven't bought any wee sausages. Oh dear. Will have to check that out today or tomorrow. I don't eat them but the kids love them. May even have to pick up some bacon to wrap around them-eek.
Our Christmas movie was very late but it was fun and completed 'The Santa Claus' trilogy. Jen is now babysitting tonight and so we may have to skip our movie tonight or perhaps we'll just do a late one when she gets home........unlikely but possible.
And here we are. Christmas Eve, eve. I hope that you are all finding time to relax and take time away from what can feel like an overwhelming mountain of stuff to do. I have learned, these past few years that it isn't worth getting yourself in a pickle. The only person who will judge you is you. So, be kind to yourself and don't sweat the small stuff. It doesn't matter if I don't get sausages for Christmas dinner. It doesn't matter if the turkey gets burned or takes too long making everything else overdone (been there, done that) It will be perfectly imperfect which is what will make it perfect.
Love to all,
Lxxx
p.s How do you like our 'other' tree? x
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