Christmas Eve- my favorite day- I came down with a 12-hour stomach flu.
Things don’t always go the way you want.
But the day after Christmas, we got out for a hike. Adam was home, the air was unseasonably warm, and we could walk and walk and walk as far as little legs and sleepy bodies could carry.
In Norway, or the part I know of it, the day after Christmas is spent cross-country skiing. I always wanted to take that for my own. I am an outdoor girl at heart, and a day out after a day in is always a welcome thing.
Most years something else has come up. But not this year.
Sometimes things work out just the way you wanted. Your love comes home. The weather is fine. You get a day out after a day in and perfume in your stocking and order a pizza.
The cold is coming. I was so dreading the cold coming, but now it’s nearly here and I don’t mind.