Great holiday. Great wedding. Great visiting with family. Great pictures, like, 387 of them from Christmas alone. It was all great. I don’t have the energy to talk much about it, and it wouldn’t be particularly interesting to read anyway. Suffice it to say, it was great.

Nate’s stocking didn’t make it to the party (just the toe and duplicate stitch left), nor did Olivia’s angel, but her naked stocking was there. So we used a combination of old and new, and everyone had a stocking for Santa to fill. Oddly enough, despite the 387 photos mentioned earlier, none of them are of stockings. But I have a cutie shot of my brother and my mom.

And a picture of one of Nate’s presents.

Hey, stop that. Focus on the socks. Groovy, no?

And then there’s the boy

and the girls

and hallelujah, we got a picture of the two of us together

and I love it.

I have some yarn to show, and stuff, but I think tonight I’m going to leave you with a shot of my legwarmers. They are glorious. I wear them all the time. I wore them to church Christmas Eve under my cool denim skirt.

It isn’t easy taking a self portrait of the back of your feet.