Fly runs in the family

My fabulous and lovely Grandmother Patricia Barton. Those glasses are amazing.

Christmas crafting with family

My family had an early Christmas celebration today. We attempted to do a Martha Stewart craft project but it ended up being too hard so we just had fun decorating paper plates.

I think the cat stickers really pull the whole thing together.

Here's the crafting in action. My mother is in the blue. She loves scrapbooking and is well stocked with crafting supplies.

I spent some time looking through old family photos. I found a great one of my grandmother which I plan on posting tomorrow.

I miss popcorn

Now that I have a temporary crown on a back tooth I have to watch what I eat. No nuts, no gum and no popcorn until the permanent crown is put on in January. You might not know this about me but I love popcorn. I will sit there with a giant tin of Christmas popcorn and devour the whole thing and I always have a supply of microwave popcorn in the house.

I might have to rethink this whole no french fries and potato chips for the month of December thing. Not being able to eat french fries or popcorn is rough for me. Two of my favorite foods on the no eat list. Thank God this is temporary.

Please feel free to leave me advice, sympathy or encouragement in the comments.

Holiday party at Top of the Hub

Today I had some good chicken and possibly some carrots at Top of the Hub.

White and purple carrots are a new thing to me. They taste like normal carrots, it's just hard to wrap my head around a purple carrot.

I had the fruit tart for desert. It was really good.

My secret Santa gift was wrapped very nicely. I got a cute Coach coin purse.

The view from Top of the Hub is amazing. You can see pretty much all of Boston. I highly recommend a visit if you happen to be in Boston.

After our holiday lunch a couple of us went to Whiskeys and had margaritas. The night progressed on from there. We bar hopped a bit and discovered a drink called and Everlasting Gobstopper at Kings. If your drink has a cool name I will probably order it.

Now it's bed time. One more day of work before weekend freedom!

Currently listening to HAIM - The Wire

You know I'm bad at communication, it's the hardest thing for me to do

And it's said, it's the most important part that relationships will go through

And I'd give it all away just so I could say that

Well I know I know I know I know that you're gonna be OK anyway

I think the HAIM sisters are adorable. I have zero musical talent but if they went to adopt me as a fourth sister, I'd be cool with that.

A long commute home

The snow storm yesterday hit right at rush hour. My commute home was not fun to say the least but it would have been worse if I had to drive. The roads were not plowed yet and cars were getting stuck everywhere. Once I made it home we ordered some food and watched Trailer Park Boys and Bachelorette. We also watched the cats freak out over a snow blower.

I love snow storms when I don't have anywhere to be and I can just relax. At least until it's time to dig out my car - that part I definitely do not love.

Teeth talk, thoughts on family and winter on Boylston Street

Today was the first visit for the start of my dental work. The red areas below are what they are filling due to erosion. I had the left side worked on which is on the right side of this picture.

Longest two hours of my life! I have a temporary inlay for now which looks kind of funky (it's very very white) but it's in the back of mouth so you can't really tell. My mouth is still a little sore but I ate some ice cream and chicken nuggets (not together) and now I feel a little better.

After the dentist I went to visit my grandmother with my mother. Although this is my father's mother, my mom still visits which I think is nice. My parents divorced when I was about five but I have always been close to my father's side of the family. My mother and my grandparents made an effort to make sure we saw each other. My mom is pretty much the best.

When my mom was driving me back home we talked about how my grandmother is still hanging in there despite everything she's been through (major stroke follow by mini seizures) and how there's nothing we can do once we get old. At some point you're not going to be who you were, your body or mind will start to betray you. I can't picture my mother or even myself like that, but then again I could have said the same thing about my grandmother two years ago. Her mind is still there, I'm thankful that she knows who we are but it's tough seeing how small and frail she looks.

I'm sure you've had enough of teeth and heavy family talk so here's some pictures of the cats and Boylston Street.