I'm dreaming of a white Christmas...

 ...because seriously?  We have had snow for weeks now, and tomorrow is a thaw!  I don't mind a thaw, easier to get into the car for PT, and maybe we can even go to the store afterwards...but jeepers, all this snow, then a green muddy Christmas?  ha.  

Also, having so many people in the house, when it's cold and snowy, come in and stamp off your boots, but if it's rainy and muddy, ugh.  Especially with the dogs...Sunny, then all the visiting dogs...sorry, I can't do "grand-dogs":).  Newton the French Bulldog, Winnie the black Lab, Juni the little poodle-y dog...probably not Timmy the chocolate Lab, or Joseph's two big dogs.  

Anyway.  Today, I stayed home, the place I stay everyday these days.  I wrapped four presents, washed a few dishes, did my exercises, and had some company.  Kathryn and her kids came over for a visit.  I got to give Achilles his birthday presents (a Pokemon blanket with fluffy fur on one side, some Pokemon Legos, and a snowman pillow.).   I also opened some Mini Baby sets with them, I liked them more than they did.  

They had some lunch and they made pretend coffee and they jumped around, had candy canes and entertained us.  Little Ellis sat with me for a bit, he is silly and easy to amuse, he likes peek-a-boo.  He wouldn't settle in for a nap on Grandma though.  

Paul made bacon and eggs for dinner, and that's about it.  I have not been able to walk a step yet.  The knee just feels unstable.  I walk with the walker, and try to take the weight off of my hands, but have not been able to totally let go yet.  It feels stronger, but not strong enough, yet.  I have done my exercises, but it feels like a big huge joke sometimes...I work and work, yet I cannot walk.  I know, I sound like a big huge baby, and I don't care, ha.  

It still aches and is creaky and cracky if I sit too long.  But I don't mind any of that, I just want to walk again.  I know it's been good for me, and seriously, I have had mercy on people who are physically challenged.  

Tomorrow is PT again...phew.  The days do fly.  They are good days, don't get me wrong.  The girls finished college for the semester, and are working every day.  They did really well in school, I won't embarrass them but their GPAs are stellar.  

Ah well.  I have to get up and get moving in the direction of bed.  I will be so lucky to sleep four hours, like I did last night, it was lovely.  Then I'm up for an hour or so, then maybe two more hours...it's not great, but it's better than it was!  I cannot sleep on my preferred side yet, it feels like I have on big clunky steel mess of a leg, just not comfy, so slightly on my other side, not totally, or on my back, which is not ideal.  But it is what it is for now, and I can't complain, although it seems I still do.  But my heart isn't in in the complaints, I am very happy.  

You all have a really good night!