Life continues to be rich and full in the Miser Mom household.
|My dad and me at the reception after my talk.|
The week started off fairly normally, but picked up steam as it went along. We all had classes, my husband got to go to his Tuesdays with Toomey protest, and then on Wednesday, N-son had a long-awaited squash match, with both of his parents there cheering for him.
On Thursday, my sisters, my dad, and his wife came into town. I gave a large lunchtime lecture at my college's "Common Hour"; the lecture is one of the side-effects/bonuses of having earned my college's teaching award last May. I had a lot of fun, and I hope others did, too.
Later that night, we celebrated Black History month at my home. (I'll so a separate post about that), but for, here, I'll just say it was GREAT.
And then, as if that wasn't enough excitement, on Friday and Saturday we all headed down to my dad's home in Damascus for a late Christmas. We did traditional Christmas activities, like putting up a tree,
|A tiny tree, decorated with homemade photo ornaments|
opening gifts, going for long walks, and doing family push-ups.
(Okay, maybe push-ups aren't a traditional Christmas activity).
I can still only do "cobra-ups" (with my hips on the floor), but although my strength has a long way to go to fully recover, I'm really pleased with how flexible my arm is getting. So I cobra-upped with my family in between taking photos of them.