delinquency, thy name is Karen

Okay, so I haven't been a faithful blogger. As we hit the 12 week mark of sickness in the house let's do a bit of recap.

Thanksgiving was with my parents. We fried a turkey, roasted sweet potatoes, made stuffing, and sang traditional Thanksgiving carols (okay, I don't even know what one of those would sound like - and I was so hoarse that everyone would have requested that I stop). I was sick enough that the actual night of Thanksgiving my parents got left-over couscous and I got matzos ball soup. On Thanksgiving, the table and food had to sparkle without my conversation. My parents only got to leave the house occasionally with me. We did enjoy the time and Eileen entertained them.

Leading into the Christmas party/holiday season. I made and sold many hats and a couple of scarves and some tiny crocheted flowers that can be added to store bought baby/girls clothes to make them semi-homemade at the first annual Christmas Bazaar on the base. While my healthy friends headed toward fantastic shopping experiences in Germany and in the caves at Valkenburg, I mostly stayed home. Eileen and Eric have both been sick off and on with me. Eileen, in fact, was running a high fever last night.

We have had five Eric-work related Christmas parties (one of which I was sorry to miss and the rest I have dragged myself to). Each has a different dress code. When did these dress codes proliferate? And how does 'Holiday Casual' relate to women wearing shiny cocktail dresses? (thank goodness I attended that one last year and discovered that misconception on my part -- I went shinier this year). The night after tomorrow is 'formal' but probably they don't mean 'cocktail' -- more likely 'gala.' Ah, how I miss Los Alamos where formal meant no holes in the jeans.

Anyway, not that it is New Year's -- but I have been sick since the Jewish one...so here is a quick resolution. I will try not to ignore my blog. Thanks to those of you who have e-mailed wondering where I am.