A couple weeks ago, I slipped on ice in a parking lot and cracked my eyebrow open. The doctor had to glue my eyebrow back together, but otherwise it's fine. I wish I could see the surveillance video... it HAD to have been hilarious to watch. I skittered around for a while, trying to regain my balance, and ALMOST had it. ALMOST! I even thought to myself: "I got this!" and then ZOINK! I was down.
My daughter learned some new four letter words that day...
That evening, Will and I went to a murder mystery themed dinner party. We'd been planning it with my coworkers for months, and got all dressed up in our respective characters. I was "Flo," an heiress and former model, and Will was "Donny," a businessman with questionable connections. My fresh head wound actually fit in well with my role as an abused wife, so that was good.
|Donny & Flo, as Charlotte watches and feels confused.|
So, this whole murder mystery dinner party thing might sound a little hokey, but I swear to you that it's actually pretty fun. We had an old game that my friend had been saving for years, so we used that, but you can buy others online. Next year, we're considering a Star Trek theme (although, visually, it's less fun that the 1930s theme we used this year). Everyone felt a little awkward at first, but we warmed up pretty quickly and were hurling accusations quite well by the time the game was over. Seriously... it's fun. You should try it.
The weekend after that, my sister in law got married after a whirlwind 6 week engagement. It was a beautiful winter wedding, and went off perfectly even though Mother Nature decided to hurl an ice storm at us that day. The wedding took place in a chapel on Fort Leavenworth; Will, Charlotte, and I stayed two nights in a suite at the base hotel. It was my first experience on a military base (my father-in-law is retired Army), so it was pretty interesting for me. I felt extremely safe on that base during a winter storm! I also kinda hoped the zombie apocalypse, if it must happen, would have happened then. But it didn't, so I guess we'll have to survive as best we can with all the civilians now.
Anyway, all three of us were in the bridal party, which was fun! Charlotte was pulled down the aisle in a wagon by two exuberant little boys. By that point, she was absolutely exhausted (wedding prep does not lend itself well to baby naptimes), but she was a champ. She glided down the aisle, very solemn and regal, like a grumpy queen surveying her subjects. She passed out for a bit between the ceremony and the reception, but then had a great time on the dance floor with Pops and Auntie Em.
Welcome to the family, Uncle Jeremy!!!
Charlotte's development has really taken off over the last couple of weeks. She's walking at a disarmingly fast pace and sprouted her first tooth yesterday. She's saying "Mama," "Dada," "Woof," "Nain" (Aunt Laine), and "Oh wow!" Not surprisingly, this last phrase popped out on Christmas Day and has been an adorable addition to her vocabulary ever since. She's 11 months old, so Will and I are acclimating to having a toddler around. Ahhhh! TODDLER!!!!
Wtf have I gotten myself into?
|She's too cute to be too much trouble, right. RIGHT???|
That was my December, in all its truncated/summarized glory. I have no New Year's resolutions - only a vague desire to drink less soda and lose 10 pounds. Resolutions are for suckers and chumps anyway...
2013 has been full of a lot of unexpected challenges, but it's been an amazing year of growth and learning. I have a feeling 2014 is going to be my best year to date. Maybe I'm wrong, but I feel pretty confident that, regardless of what happens, I'll be able to kick ass and takes names as per usual.
Here's hoping that you all kick ass/take names in 2014, too!