9:00 AM: Call from Marina, telling us she’s on the way.
10:00 AM: Call from Helen & Robert: they just got up and will be late.
11:00 AM: Call from friends of parents. “We miss you too much. Christmas isn’t the same without you.”
12:00 PM: Call from Helen & Robert: Can’t get trustworthy taxi. Please come fetch.
1:00 PM: Wrong number.
2:00 PM: Phone-free.
3:00 PM: Texted friends to wish them a Merry Christmas.
4:00 PM: Dinner: poached salmon on a bed of spinach leaves, green chili soup, whipped yams.
5:00 PM: Called Fuzzy’s brother to wish them a Merry Christmas. They were en route home from inlaws.
5:30 PM: Called Fuzzy’s dad to wish him a Merry Christmas. He was home alone. His mother was working.
6:30 PM: Called Fuzzy’s sister to wish them a Merry Christmas. Spoke with her and also with nieces Katie and Karri.
7:00 PM: Received call from stepbrother, he and parents chatted on webcam.
7:30 PM: Received call from pet-sitter: Zorro is only eating if she hand-feeds him, Cleo has been torturing him. He’s limping for attention, but otherwise all is well.
8:00 PM: Dessert. Mango torte. OMG good.
10:00 PM: Helen, Robert, and Marina head back to town.
11:00 PM: Tea and crackers.
12:15 AM: Time for bed.
Merry Annual Season of Compulsory Joy
I wish I was on a beach somewhere …
lol I thought my dog Max was the only one that limps for attention!!!
Limping for attention?? Please don’t tell my Molly about that trick ;)