Hey it’s my 50th post! <throwing a me-party for keeping up, kind of, with the blog>
Bye 2014, it’s been nice knowing you! How is 2014 over already? Has anyone else noticed that as you get older, time begins to exponentially go faster? It should probably stop that.
Well December was pretty fantastic…
At the beginning of the month we were able to fly home to see my family. My mom had Christmas dinner one night for us, since it was our only chance to all be together around the holidays. It was so fantastic to see them and spend time with everyone again, since we only really get to see everyone once or twice a year. Of course, the time there was too short (remember what I just said about time going by faster?), but I felt so blessed that we were able to make the trip happen.
The week after we got back, DQ was on another business trip. He came back later that week and on the weekend, we ran another 10K. It might have been a little more than ambitious to sign up for another 10K run two weeks after the Turkey Run we did after Thanksgiving, but we really wanted to run the trail, so that’s what we did. The race was in the Santa Cruz mountains with a lot of forest/redwood trees. It was pretty steep and involved a lot of switchbacks up the mountainside. If you’ve heard about California’s major storms recently, let me just say that we did get quite a bit of rain so the course was kind of muddy/slippery/wet. Which also meant that the downhill part of the course was a wee bit treacherous. I was lucky enough to roll my ankle, while Derrick managed to nearly-face plant about 100 m away from the finish line (luckily he was hidden from the masses that were waiting around the finish line so not too many people saw it). When I finished the race (behind him, since I am slower and also had sharp pains shooting through my ankle), he was getting a giant gash on his knee cleaned out at first aid, so I joined him to get my ankle wrapped/iced. The couple that gets injured doing trail races together, stays together, right?
Despite the minor injuries, we did enjoy the race, and mostly I was excited about the cute little medals we got, because who doesn’t love festive Christmas-sweater-wearing owls?
The weekend before Christmas, we went to a thing called “Christmas in the Park” in San Jose. A big section of downtown is decorated with trees and a Christmas village area with a bunch of different displays. The dolls in the displays were actually kind of creepy. Some moved even, and those were worse because they had that “I might murder you in your sleep and steal your soul” look. And in good wacky California fashion, one of the displays was a bunch of creepy dolls telling you how to be “green” and environmentally friendly. Think they would have arrested me for punching those dolls in the face?… We did have churros and funnel cakes, so that made up for a lot of it, at least.
Christmas was wonderful. Mainly because it is always good/important to celebrate God giving us the greatest gift of His Son for our salvation. But also because time off from work to relax and spend time with family and eat extra treats and give (and receive) presents are all nice things too. The cats enjoyed Christmas too because their dear old mum spoiled them with extra treats and maybe some tastes of crab cakes and steak.
Every year when DQ asks me what I want for Christmas, I tell him, “A pony.” And this year was no different. So naturally when I opened my stocking, I found these:
Some of which now live on my desk at work, because, hey, who doesn’t need magical ponies at work?
And now here we are, watching some college bowl games and taking it easy to finish out the year. I’m not saying 2014 was a bad year; in fact, God richly and abundantly blessed us in so many ways. But, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t putting pressure on 2015 to be just as awesome, if not more so than 2014.
And I feel like my post wouldn’t be complete without a little extra quirkiness…does anyone know all of Robert Burns’ poem, Auld Lang Syne? I never did but I googled it and decided that instead of using one of the two main verses everyone knows, I’ll pick one of the (probably) oft forgotten ones (please make sure to recite in your best Scottish brogue).
We twa hae run about the braes
And pou’d the gowans fine;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit
Sin’ auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld land syne.
We’ll take a cup of kindness yet,
For auld lang syne
Happy New Year, y’all!