Quiet here...not feeling well again...intestinal problems...starting feeling ill last night in Birmingham at a friend's party—certainly not because of her food, which was fab!—but probably a holdover from the reactions I had to both antibiotics...another friend suggested I try some yogurt, so I got some today...Yoplait has chocolate along with those sickeningly sweet fruit flavors all the yogurts use; I got two of them and a key lime...the chocolate in the yogurt wasn't enough to cover that acid-y yogurt taste and later on it came up on me...it tasted like...strawberries. How bizarre. I've only had a little chicken stew and a bowl of oatmeal otherwise.

We decided not to put the tree up...I'm feeling on and off melancholy...certain Christmas carols will just leave me in tears...I played John Denver and the Muppets and was all choked up during "Silent Night." I did put up the ceppo on the little blue table in the den that holds our seasonal things. The little tree at the top has all our Hallmark minis (and some miniature ornaments I bought at Thall's drugstore in Cranston before they closed). The little Nativity was something Hallmark put out once upon a time. I built the stable from balsa wood and the angel is one of the Thall's ornaments. We'll put our gifts under that. In the candy dish on the right are the few old glass ornaments left over from my mom's tree that I did not incorporate into apothocary jars as gifts for my cousins who cared for her so much. (If you can make it out, behind the ornaments is our partridge—Shirley, of course.) I didn't feel like digging in the bins for the winter flowers, so I put a garland and bow in the container hung on the wall. Next year I can put flowers in it.


The only place I'm really happy is when we go walking through the new house and planning where we'll put everything. Realistically I know it won't counter all the melancholy, but it gives me good vibes walking through the rooms.

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