Thanks to Sarah, who not only finds most of the costume that Erin needs for her school play, but alters the skirt as well!
Thanks to Annie, who continues to save us in the carpool sense and in many other ways, but who also recycles all our moving boxes for her own move into a lovely Victorian in the totally cool Mission district.
Thanks to Elizabeth who brings herself and Erin’s best pal, Margaret, from Brooklyn for the holidays. Elizabeth wraps most of the presents I bought online and then does so many dishes that we go through an entire bottle of dish soap in four days. Project for the New Year: finding a non-human dishwasher that actually works.
Thanks to everyone who comes to our open house on Christmas Eve. It’s great to be starting up that tradition again. It was “small” this year, only 50 or so!
Thanks to all the guests who went upstairs to say hello to my mother, who’s still bedridden with a broken leg. Mom had a very merry Christmas, and said so.
Thanks to my family, who understand that with one income down for the count, this is a necessarily more modest Christmas. It really is true that the holiday is more fun if you’re not racing around trying to acquire more stuff, but it’s truly amazing when a 9-year-old seems to get this.
Thanks to my stepdaughter Maureen who makes a real effort with her rambunctious little sister, 19 years her junior. It pays off: one of the nicest visits ever.
Thanks to Chris, who drives Elizabeth, Margaret and Erin to Yosemite for an adventure yesterday. Imagine heated tents in the valley, in a blizzard. John Muir would be proud. He used to sleep in Yosemite Valley, in the snow, without a tent! Erin would much rather be doing that than dealing with infusion number 4 today.