So... yeah. Christmas is done! I enjoyed the whole month leading up to it, listening to swing-style and baroque Christmas music, decorating with all my vintage crap, etc. The actual Christmas Eve and Day were fun but tiring.
Xmas Eve my friend K came by late morning to help me make peanut butter cookies with Hershey Kisses on top. That's my favorite kind of cookie to bake, but I wasn't feeling up to it. So I was glad she offered to come by. She did most of the work. She's not much of a cook so she was kinda happy with the results.
She left around 1:30 to go see some friends in NH for a children's Nativity play at their (welcoming) church, and dinner. She came back here late to spend the night and Xmas Day with us.
My ex h and his gf dropped off my Son in the early evening. We had a pleasant visit, it's always nice to chat with them. They all had a cup of Baileys, and brought a bottle of red wine as a gift. They stayed about an hour and a half.
Pixi and Son then made dinner. I would've liked to have had it around the table, but there was a bunch of stuff piled on it, and I was too tired to do it, and they didn't offer, so we just went to the media room and watched a movie. Dinner was great, pork chops with mushroom sauce.
I went to bed pretty early. Having all these people in and out tired me. Not to mention the dogs. Our dog, K's 2 dogs (we kept them when she went out for dinner), and my ex's huge Newfoundland mix dog! We all barely fit in my little living room. K got back after I was already asleep.
Xmas morning I was up early, and K got up soon after. We chatted, she told me how her night went. She normally hates Xmas because of bad family memories (she has no contact with most of them since she came out as transgender). But she is getting over it! Just the fact she came here to do something as Xmassy as baking cookies, and went to a Nativity play (she's pagan), big improvements. Oh, also, her friends gave her a cute Xmas tree brooch, it looked vintage. I said I had one too, from my grandmother, and if she wore hers later that night, I would wear mine too.
So we chatted for a couple hours and then she took her dogs and went home to shower and nap and change clothes. She came back late afternoon to join us for our evening plans.
Pixi and Son got up around 11 and we opened presents.
Then I took my usual afternoon nap.
The evening plan was to do our traditional thing, movie in the theater, which was to be Rogue One, and then Chinese restaurant for dinner. I had told Pixi I didn't think I was up to all that this year, but she found a theater that has a restaurant attached, and serves food (pub food) right at your seat. So I thought I could handle that. However, when I got up from my nap I felt all weak and out of it. I knew the stimulation of the crowds would be too much for me. So I asked Pixi to cancel my ticket, and went back to bed to languish.
They were sad I wasn't up to the excursion, but went. I kept feeling sick, but finally took a range of meds for my symptoms and started feeling some better. I was reading a good book when they came back much too early! Turns out when Pixi ordered the tickets on Xmas Eve, she mistakenly ordered them for that night, not for Dec 25! So they got 4 rain checks so we can all go to a movie some other time. LOL. They went to TGIFridays for dinner and had a good enough time. Good thing I didn't go!
Yesterday, Boxing Day, I put Pixi and Son to work. We were out of dog food and her biscuits, we had a lot of returnable bottles to go back (usually my job so they had stacked up, mostly Pixi's Poland Spring sparkling water that she likes), and the dog needed a run, and we needed a few groceries.
So in the afternoon they went off to do that, and I had a lovely nap. I have been sleeping well lately. But when I got up I was nauseated! Now? 2 weeks after my chemo? Bummer. We started watching a very enjoyable movie. We actually sprung for a rental of a newer movie since we'd missed out on Rogue One. We chose Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children. It's a Tim Burton film and I love his style, always. After watching 15 mins or so, we paused and Pixi got dinner in the oven, and I took meds. By the time dinner was ready, I felt OK enough to eat a little. The movie was very good.
So that brings me up to today. I wonder if "50something" will message me about getting together... He's not as chatty in text as I expected, but I know he's very busy since his school just moved location, and then the holidays were upon us. We will see. I'm not feeling all that motivated to date anyone anyway, as I said in the previous post.