Wednesday the 31st: New Year's Eve

 *We are spending the day getting ready for 3 house guests (here until the 2nd) and the pizza party tonight. The Son is helping with one kitchen task an hour; so far we've cooked the ground beef for one pizza and made cream puffs. I'm trying to wash the dishes as we make them to keep up rather than having a huge pile to conquer tonight. Next up is removing the cream puff innards and making a ganache to put on top of them. My dad has been mentioning ganache A LOT so I thought I would surprise him with some tonight.

*I don't do a lot with new year resolutions right now; each year seems to bring its own trials, so I try to take whatever comes and deal with it. I suppose this is part of radical acceptance, which I seem to have stumbled into the last few years. It does help me spend less time on what ifs or if onlys. 

Tuesday the 30th: Traditions

 *One of our traditions has become to make homemade pizza for New Year's Eve. I feel this started pretty soon after our marriage, as we would put on one of the Lord of the Rings extended editions while we made pizza and drank sparkling grape juice.

 We took some years off with moves and sickness and such, but we've done it most of the past few years. This year we're making 6 pizzas (one breadstick, one cheese, one pepperoni, one hamburger and caramelized onion, one prosciutto and arugula, one catch all) and also cream puffs. These are something my dad requests every year for Christmas but we've finally convinced him we have enough treats that day and have moved them to the New Year. 

Monday the 29th: 24 years

 I promise to get back to regularly scheduled blogs in the new year. Today, though, is my wedding anniversary. We've been married 24 years now. We've lived in 6 domiciles and will move into our 7th this year. We've been in three towns and will move back to one of them this year. We've survived surgeries and mental health crises and transplants. We've been angry and learned to communicate and fallen in love again. It's been quite a ride and I'm grateful to do it with the Husband.

Friday the 19th: Daniel

 Daniel the prophet was thrown into a lion's den but the lion refused to eat him. May be have the bravery of Daniel that we will be protected.