Christmas Eve and I am up at 4:30A to stay. Tucker and I set around the garage stove and took in the early am news. My pain issues persist even as I want so much for it to go away just for a few hours tomorrow. Jennifer worked for several hours and ventured out to a mall in the late afternoon for some last minute stuff and probably just to get away for a while. She is suffering from the change in water or air or both with some skin issues but that does not slow her down. She runs every day and this morning was no exception, although I think she only did a ‘short’ sprint of 6 or 8 miles. If anything she is certainly the best dressed runner seen in these parts for a while with space age running suit, space age water belt and shoes from another dimension. I have come to the conclusion that some folks drink, some folks do drugs and some folks run. I am pretty sure the chemical release from running is an addiction mechanism. I therefore blame my cross country coach in high school for setting me on the path to addition when I was young.
Jennifer brought her cat Savannah so we have a two alpha cat house with 4 alpha cats total in the house.
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| Savannah Baby Cat |
Needless to say I am laying low.
We traveled to my Sister’s home for the second or third annual Christmas ‘brunch’ hosted by my nieces. While I cannot get my Brother to make a two hour trek for any of these events we do and it was fun and delicious. We are the last of the Courtney's attending. We stayed until the late afternoon. I weathered it all reasonably well, and was thankful it was a two bath home. When the evening was over and the Girls went to bed I found myself facing another night in the chair. I have come to dread the hours from 11 P to 3 A. These are the lonely hours, when sleep only comes in 30 or 40 minute spurts and is sound only when drug induced. So I was up early on Christmas.
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