Funny, now that the blog has no visitors, less for me, I do feel undercover.
There is not enough time in December to do it all. Next year I will be on top of it. I have both more time and less with Noelle in school as well. Funny. Someday there will be the time I had, especially before I married, when I lived in Colorado, got my own tree and decorated it with my dog Sophie by my side. It was her photo I had taken with Santa Claus — at CJ Paws in Aspen.
We are supposed to go again this year. To Aspen. December 26 with the boys. Me the least accomplished skier of the bunch. It’s all good. I like to stay warm. I love working out there with Bernadette. Hum.
December 6. I love Christmas music. The old fashioned Carpenters, Bing Crosby, the Chipmunks.
I want to pace myself. Enjoy each day. Get enough rest. Stay pretty and groomed and shimmery too. I also need a mini break, which I have not had from being a mom since late August, and that was for some 36 hour mad jaunt to Florida for waterskiing. It’s been, too long.
I still need a friend. But times are so busy right now. Laurel, Carrie, Kiki. Carolyn and Caroline and Jeri closer to home. A new woman I met in St. Barth’s I want to connect with. Micaela. Ya. The Nutcracker Suite. Outdoor decor. Lights. Cameras. Shopping. Lists. Too much action or activity.
Still a huge Live with Kelly and Michael fan. They are both my generation. Look great, lead exciting, sexy lives. On TV and beyond.
My eyes are big. My heart worn. My lists frayed.
