It's a Christmas miracle:
This is my dining room table, cleaned off for the first time since I moved in July.
And this was my Christmas dinner: turkey breast, sweet potato and carrots. Not as elaborate as some in the past, but not bad for a minimal amount of planning.
I'd never roasted a turkey breast before, and it turned out really well. I ate way too much, but still have a lot left over, and am using the bones to make soup today.
And this is what Christmas will look like next year:
It's my first real Christmas tree (didn't have room before) and some decorations. It was a little more than I wanted to pay, but I was aiming pretty low, and it's a nicer tree than I thought I could get the day after Christmas. Two sales associates at Target commented what a pretty tree it was as I headed for the checkout. It's pre-lit and came with pinecones, and it's called a "Cashmere Pine". How could I resist? Yeah for 50% off. And yeah for 500 lights!
And yeah for fantastic doctors and nurses and hospitals. The real Christmas miracle is my nephew, who made it through surgery with flying colors, and continues to amaze us daily. If he can make it through this at one week old, I doubt anything will ever stand in his way. He is already so persistent and determined; I feel sorry for his parents. ;)