Warning: I have the blahs.
13 days post-op.
I think I am sick and tired of being sick and tired.
It is hard not to be able to do anything.
My stomach has not returned to "normal" yet.
My back and legs are killing me from sitting around so much.
And I am depressed about my grandmother's cancer returning.
We had a nice Thanksgiving.
We were all a little numb, thinking about my grandmother and all, but it was still a nice holiday.
Just as expected, I didn't make it shopping Black Friday. I am just physically not able, yet. I was there in spirit, though!
I also did some shopping online. In fact, I think I might be almost finished with the bulk of it!
We did get the Christmas Tree up this weekend - somewhat. I was not up to it, but B begged and begged and begged. So the Canadian drug it downstairs into the middle of a disastrous living room (I can't clean and no one else knows how apparently). The boys did their best to decorate it. They put most of the decorations toward the bottom and many on the same branch. It wouldn't win any prizes, but they are very proud of their work, and their joy lifts my spirits. In addition, the only casualties so far:
2 broken glass Santa balls
1 decapitated wise man
B is CRAZY about Nativity Scenes again this year. We were looking through some pictures online and I came across this item listed on ebay...
I have officially seen it ALL now!
You might remember last year, I
Well, this just takes the cake!
Joseph in a sombrero??
Feliz Navidad, y'all!