I'm in full-on preparation mode for Christmas planning. I got one of Bryan's presents already, and I've collected almost all the addresses so I can get started on my Christmas cards. (On a side note, I finally got all the thank-you notes from Matthew's birthday party done and ready to go out; I just need to buy stamps.) I'm trying to determine if I'm actually going to write all the address on the envelopes, or if I'm going to let the printer do the dirty work. I'm thinking of letting the printer do it. But I've got the list made out of who gets the cards, which cards need the extra picture of Matthew in it, and I think I'm ready to start when I don't have a 3-year-old burr stuck to my side.
I took Tea into the doctor yesterday for her knee. Now that she's been taking care of the sciatic nerve in her back, the pain in her knee has become more obvious. The doctor is certain that she sprained her knee and wants her to get physical therapy (she starts next week), and if that doesn't help within 2-3 weeks, he'll get an MRI to see if she tore a ligament or something of that sort.
It seems silly to write about stuff like this when there's so much bigger concerns going on in the world. The bombing in Paris happened just days ago, and now there's the big issue on whether the states are going to allow refugees in. I'm torn on it, and I feel like I just want to keep my head buried in the sand for as long as humanly possible, which is why you probably won't see me writing much about it. I'd much prefer to live my self-centered life while I still can and not think about the impending war. The pope said that this is the beginning of World War III, and I'm afraid I believe him.
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