The 17th of December.
Good things and bad things about today. I woke up from a dream I was in the worst wedding ever, it was very stressful and everyone was shooting at each other. I was pleased to find myself in my bedroom.
I did a blog post before my chiro appointment, and it turns out I was definitely right to go. The left side of my neck needed sorting, and I hadn’t just aggravated my rib, I’d dislodged it. Extreme coughing in my part. It wasn’t going to sort itself out. Thank you, person who cancelled.
We need a game pie for Christmas, and have had no luck in finding one so far. We found out that Waitrose do one (supposedly), so we went to the one in Mere Green. No pies there. They suggested we try the Lichfield shop which is massive, but they didn’t have one either! I don’t know why I’m so stressed about it because I don’t even eat it, but it’s a traditional part of our Christmas breakfast and it’s irrationally important to me.
This afternoon, I spent some time trying to teach Jonathan to crochet, then he suddenly discovered he had to be back at school in ten minutes, so Mommy drove him. I made three snowball hats which were frustrating because the patterns are written terribly, so I had to work a lot of it out for myself, not helpful.
I also found out that my TCT group had their Christmas party last night which I was not invited to. So that feels good.
The 18th of December.
I am not a fan of this diuretic Dr. Hewins has put me on. I was up twice in the night and I went to the bathroom before Star Wars but had to go again at the end anyway. Bloody tablets. I am not having them over Christmas.
This morning was fairly unproductive – painted my nails in Rouge Rubis and knocked up a snowball for Jonathan while watching Philip and Holly in their Christmas jumpers.
After lunch, I made a hat for one of the large snowballs which was repetitive to say the least, but never mind. Just one more to go! I’d not long finished when it was time for Daddy and I to go to the cinema for Star Wars!
It was ridiculous in a very enjoyable way. I am sure I missed lots of references because I haven’t really seem any of the other films. I won’t say too much in case of spoilers but I liked BB-8 going down the stairs and Oscar Isaac’s beautiful face. I texted Christine after and she wants to see it again when she’s home.
On the way back, we drove around some of the streets near our house to look at their lights. Decorating the house tomorrow!