We had an insanely busy week. Tonight's the first night since Monday where we don't have anywhere to be or anyone over to entertain. I decided to celebrate by spending the last hour of my life going through a painful amount of painfully terrible photos of Karl and I for our Christmas photo. Which was painful. I ended up editing (terribly) a couple and just ordering ten each from Walmart. I figure if they're the worst thing ever they were only $3.00 and we can always take another. If they're passable then success. They go in the mail/cards. They will not be as good as last year's, let me tell you.
Who do you send your Christmas photos to? Last year we delivered photos along with cookies to some of our favourite people. We also mailed them to a few people we knew we wouldn't see, like Karl's brother and sister-in-law who, BY THE WAY, brought new life into the world this morning bright and early. His name is Michael James and he is perfect. I mean, I haven't heard how many fingers and toes he has yet, but whatever, he's got a head and at least one ear so we're good! I am for realsies an auntie (Aunty? Someone help me out here...) and stoked. In 19 days we get to meet the little guy.
Okay, here's a photo:
The first thing I thought when I saw him was, holy cow, that's his daddy, Christopher. When I showed Mom the picture she couldn't get over how much he looks like Karl. Yep, that child is definitely a Morton. There's also a lot of Natalie in there, too. No question as to who this kid belongs to.
So Christmas photos. Who do you send them to? Family? I feel like that's a lot to ask of people, to put our amature photos of us scowling at each other up on their fridges. I mean, if anyone gets our picture they had better put it up in a place of honour. Because we're really good looking people. Clearly.
Speaking of family, I've been meaning to share this with you folks for ages, but have failed utterly and miserably. My cousin Zoë has made a food blog, Healthy Hungry Student. It's great because she can't eat everything either, although her dietary restrictions are different than mine, and she has a chocolate covered strawberry recipe that I cannot WAIT to try. I'm thinking of bringing them to one of the Christmas things we have going on. If strawberries are even still in season.
I, like everyone else, put up our tree yesterday. It was fabulous. It's been a rainy (but not disgustingly cold) weekend, so doing stuff around home is perfect. All I want to do is knit and watch movies.
Oh, guess what? I've started running again. Hello, Couch to 5k! It is so much easier the second time around. Not only do I have fabulous new shoes, but I also work out on the regular now (I know, who have I become?) so any kind of movement is easier. Last year starting off by running one minute and walking for 90 seconds eight times was agony. This time it's almost fun. Except for when I have to run up hills. No one likes running up hills. If you do, I don't want to know, you psychopath.
Aaaaand speaking of new shoes, I got my Christmas present today. I know it's early, but we decided that my gift this year was a pair of good quality boots so I've been keeping my eyes open for the past few weeks to try and get something nice. Being someone with "athletic" legs (aka, chubby) it can be hard to find boots that don't cut off my circulation and look nice. Today I was successful. They were an investment. And $50 off.
There's something about December that makes me want to blog more. Lucky you.