Monday, December 23, 2013

Joyful, Joyful, Various & Sundry

David arrived home for the holidays on Friday evening. He finished his final exams, picked up a friend and was routed (safely, by grace) around a huge accident on the snowy interstate. I wonder if I will ever take his safety for granted (doubtful about that).

On Saturday, he and Gregg proceeded to put up lights around our house and on the Christmas tree.
He helped to put the ornaments on, and we enjoyed a cozy dinner together before he set out to see friends in the city. Since we spent last Christmas in California, after David flew in from his semester in Italy, there is special joy in returning to our tradition of being at home together at this time of year...and there is always special joy in having David with us.
There is a little story behind this huge, wide tree.

We have a cherished tradition of going to a local tree farm to cut Christmas trees with our friends, the Brogans. You may recall that we met Dr. Tom when Katie was under his care in the ICU at Seattle Children's Hospital in 2006. Tom's family-centered care made a huge difference in all of our lives, and our relationship grew beyond the walls of the hospital, beyond the duration of Katie's illness. We are family friends, now. The Brogans have been coming with us to the tree farm to choose and cut our trees for several years; we make our way all around the farm, chatting, sometimes throwing a football or jumping over canals, and we have a meal together afterward.

We missed this tradition last year due to travel, so it was lovely to pick it up again this year, the weekend after Thanksgiving. David asked us not to cut the tree at that time, but simply to mark it and return to cut it later, so that it would stay fresh through all of the holidays. We agreed, and used the tree farm's system of tagging the tree and writing the location in their ledger.

When we returned to cut the tree about a week ago, we could not find it. We saw freshly cut stumps around the area we had been looking, and guessed that our tag had blown off in the wind, or that someone else might have taken a liking to our after looking for it for some time, Gregg and I decided to pick the next best tree we could find, and go with that.

It was cut, baled, and we were in the process of tying it to the top of our car, when I looked over my right shoulder and saw some familiar handwriting on a handwriting. Yes, there was our original tree, standing tall, waiting for us, in a different section of the farm than we remembered! I casually walked over and removed the tag. I felt sheepish for a couple of days, but the tree we have is lovely.
On a completely separate note: I have new glasses, and am trying to get used to wearing them every day. Here are my new, purple-and-black-polka-dotted trifocals:
And here is our watch"dog," watching us watch the Seahawks. We are hoping for a better outcome for the team next weekend!
Wishing you a happy holiday week!


Angela & Adam said...

Your glasses are fabulous! Merry Christmas!

Elizabeth said...

You look awesome, Karen -- intellectual and adorable at once!

Have a wonderful Christmas week with your family!

Busy Bee Suz said...

Oh my to the Christmas tree story....gave me a chuckle; I hope you are over it by now. :0 Just think, it might be there next year, just a little bit taller???
So glad David is home for a visit. I pray girls get into a car; nervous ninny who??
Your glasses are to die for cute. I should show my new ones too (tri-focal/progressive lenses) Lolo picked them out and surely she'd love yours too. Hey, us older chickies are quite hip!!! Wishing you a fabulous new year!!!!

Karen said...

Lovely Christmas tree and the glasses, too. Hope you all have a wonderful time together.

Lynda said...

Love that you are friends with our friends the Brograns. Hope you are having a wonderful time with your boy. I think 2014 will be our year to meet :-) Christy said she would get you to Whidbey soon. Happy New Year!