Merry Christmas, Buffistas!

I'm up early with the baby this morning - fortunately he is being extra-cute and self-sufficient (we have recently discovered the joys of holding one's own bottle) so that I can catch up on the interwebs.

My cold is resolving itself, and so all of my available healthma are belong to ita and Allyson.

(hey did you know that double clicking the iPod touch spacebar will make it put a period at the end of your sentence? Neato!)

Today we: made banana bread and coleslaw; last minute shopped; wrapped presents; ate tamales, beans and coleslaw; received thank-you phone calls from my now 5 year old nephew; set up the luminarias; saw pictures of scaryass naked mice (courtesy of my brother) and cute ones of the nephews; went to Mesilla to see the luminarias after dinner; came home and drank wine and ate biscochos; opened our presents; went for a walk to look at the lights and I'm now sitting here as my dad does his turn at filling stockings. I'm waiting for him to finish to put out the bottle of Glenlivet that he doesn't know about (he already got a bottle of Glenfiddich. But the Glenlivet was on sale!)

I wish I were visiting sarameg's family again this year because that sounds LOVELY. As it is, I'm dressed in festive fleece pants, watching Noah play in his baby gym. We bought food for dinner tonight, but nothing for breakfast. OOPS. I wonder if we could go to Billy's Deli and get breakfast?

I'm awake, and the food poisoning has passed. I had a few bites of chef boyardee raviolis because i figured kid food would be mild enough to try, and am now sipping tea.

My head and neck are still achey from all the vomiting, but the nausea and dizziness is gone. Just tired, going to take it easy.

Still! Kristen and I have Sweeney Todd tix for today, and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to go, but it looks like it's on!

Merry Christmas!

Glad Allyson is feeling better; wishing for ita a whole new set of doctors who bring the anti-pain.

Waiting for family to arrive. Still have to wrap presents and fill a stocking. Perhaps I should get on that...

Oh Allyson, happy that you are feeling better.

My soufflees don't smell right. Bummer.

Aww, yay Allyson feeling a little better.

How are souffles supposed to smell, Kat?

I slept in and did not go to church. My sister did. I suspect I will hear about this later.

Now to decide what movies we want to go to when she get back.

It's almost noon and there's still about 4 hours to wait until we open presents! (We have to wait for my nephew to arrive and he opens all his santa gifts at home.)

In the meantime, I got up at 6 and helped my mom put the turkey in the oven. And we've peeled an assload of potatoes since.

I wish I could be there to see my nephew open his presents. I wonder how he'll like the shark tooth!

You should give them a call Allyson. They're up by now.