Notes from the couch

From Boxing Day to New Years Day, I survived my two visits to various inlaws, and the onslaught of food followed by food, followed by yet more food. Yesterday my nephew and his girlfriend came by and picked us up, early, too early for my liking, to go to my mother in law’s for brunch. We drove through a horizontal snowstorm on icy roads driving between 45- 50km and yet … the sun kept trying it’s best to break through.

My mother in law put on a big spread, but I think she though there would be 10 more people there than there actually was. There were only 7 of us this year, but mothers always over prepare the amount of food anyone one person might need to eat. I did my best to politely refuse all the extras and just ate what I knew I’d enjoy and left it to the boys to vacuum up the surplice. I really don’t need jello, cream and ice cream with my teeny slice of pie.

I’m just glad the two kids wanted to go home early while it was still daylight, given the snowy conditions. So we escaped mid afternoon, and drove safely home enjoying the winter weather without incident. Thankfully, the ploughs were out, four-deep, doing the roads both journeys. I for one was so thankful for their due diligence.

Today? Today in stark contrast, the sun is shining in a clear vivid blue sky but, with the wind chill, it’s a brisk minus 21 at the moment. It looks enticing enough to want to go for an afternoon walk but, on reflection, and the need to get dressed in one too many layers of clothing, I think I’ll just watch the afternoon pass twatching hrough the window, safely on the couch, reading a good book.

Happy new year everyone!

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