In Brief

I've been too tired to blog. Christmas was nice but it was also difficult. I think my days of hosting dinner parties are over. I was exhausted and slow-thinking and slooooow-moving.

It was the 20th Christmas dinner Eric and I have hosted, if we count our first Christmas dinner which was more a group, pot-luckish, affair.

This year I wasn't able to do things the way I like. It felt slapdash and slipshod, and I found myself fighting back tears for the majority of the evening. I really just wanted to be in bed.

We woke up the next morning and drove to Reno with L.L. I find that I'm somewhat stuck. I can't walk very far, and I don't feel good. Even paradise can't make things better.