December always seems to be a weird month for us. Last year my car was broken into and Bryce lost his job. This year my dog ran away. Okay, she ran away for like 1 minute, but it was still terrifying.
We were headed to the car on Christmas Eve to travel back to our hometown with arms full of food and presents when Bea’s leash slipped from Bryce’s hands. She gets into a running mood on occasion (she is a puppy after all) and took off down the sidewalk and around the corner. Fastest dog I’ve ever seen. Bryce dropped his bags and chased after her. I had a more difficult time as I was carrying a trifle bowl full of pudding in one hand and a stack of cinnamon roll pans and an appetizer in the other. I gently, yet quickly, put down the food, but the bottom of my trifle bowl cracked on the concrete. Pudding wasn’t exactly my priority at the moment so I yelled an expletive and ran off down the sidewalk in my skirt and heels. (The pudding survived, by the way. No idea how it stayed standing. Christmas miracle #1.)
It turns out Beatrix does actually behave and listen to us because she only ran down the sidewalk (didn’t even turn toward the street) and the second she realized we weren’t with her anymore she turned around and ran back to me when I called her. She still thought we were playing so she ran by me, but I managed to catch her leash anyway. Christmas miracle #2.
We were terrified and full of anxiety the entire trip to my parent’s house. We didn’t really calm down about it until the next day and now we are completely paranoid every time we take her outside.
Otherwise, we had a nice holiday week. Christmas was spent with my family and we visited Bryce’s family the Saturday after. We had our annual Christmas chinese take-out after getting home from my parent’s house. I was spoiled with some pretty pearl earrings and a variety of other thoughtful gifts. In-between family visits we had a great dinner with some friends at Onesto and tried a new wine to me called Nebbiolo. We all loved it. I also tried some Holiday Nog made with almond milk. Loved that less…but still enjoyed it.
I spent most of Sunday asleep. Beatrix did too. We are worn out. I don’t think either of us have caught up on our sleep since we spent the night at my parent’s house on Christmas Eve. Bea and I slept in until 11:30. ELEVEN THIRTY, PEOPLE! It’s like I was a teenager again. The craziest thing is that we both took a nap later during the Packers game too. I mean, I don’t even remember the last time I took a nap. Did some yoga in the middle so I’m feeling a bit better now.
So here we are, the last Manie post for the year. I can’t wait to see what 2015 will bring.