I slept (not) to the stereo qualitity of two snoring men. It is a small apartment and the things that happen in the apartment upstairs are no secret either. Even Curlymop, the 5 year old granddaughter, was awake until 11 p.m. as the result of sipping someone's Thai Tea. That could have been part of my wakeful problem, too. I actually blamed it on the salad; I crashed and burned on a whole chili that I misidentified as a dark peanut.
When I did nod away, I dreamed that I didn't get any Christmas Cards. That has been on my mind because I didn't send any this year, or for several years past. It has to be very much like blogging. If you don't leave your "comment card" at your friends blogs, eventually they'll quit commenting , too.
Tomorrow is a day spent with this daughter and our other daughter Karmyn and families. It will be a light hearted day as the result of Jammin getting a clean result on his biopsy. Strange how it is with pathology reports; positive is negative; negative is positive. We are so very grateful, but incomplete without our middle daughter and her family. Jen is an ER nurse in central California who is sceduled to work on Christmas Day. Fortunately her kids will be spending the day with their dads exetended families.
This morning we are taking my husbands sister for a consult with a Cardio-Thoracic surgeon. Two weeks ago a softball size mass was discovered in her chest next to her heart. She has been complaining of pain for some time now. The radiologist and her new physician believe it is a cyst - and that should keep it from falling into that insidious category about which we refuse to speak.
We traversed the Columbia River Gorge yesterday where the air was crisp, the water still, and the sky was blue. I was at the wheel when I became aware of little ice rainbows in the sky. They would last anywhere from seconds to maybe a minute. This was taken seconds before one disappeared and is hardly visible. I downloaded ithe following photos directly from my camera.
I woke my husband and he drove the rest of the way. I took a few photos from the moving car, I am never bored of the beauty of that stretch of highway. This is Mout Hood and a bank of fog through our dirty windshield.
Another shot at sunset through the dirty glass. I wish I had used my Canon Rebel and done the vibrant colors more justice.
The last hour was foggy and I was glad that my man was at the wheel and I could relax.
We send our greetings to all of you -- whether you celebrate Christmas or another calendar event. We are blessed to have you in our circle of friends.