This is an especially good Edda outfit. Everything matches and nothing is black. The blue in the pants picks up the blue in the shirt, the red in the bib picks up another accent color in the shirt. Not often does this happen.
It’s incredibly hard to pick out Christmas gifts for Edda. What she wants is a mystery! A complete mystery. I think I need to get her a tub of cheeseballs, she will enjoy that. I probably should also gift her a complete detailing of her wheelchair to get all the crustiness out of it. By the way, her brakes broke (again!) yesterday, her teacher texted at the end of the day yesterday. I haven’t even had the chance to look at the broken parts in the baggie they sent home. It’s really no surprise that it happened, I was just waiting for it. It’s such a pain to get the brakes repaired on these wheelchairs. Weeks and weeks of emailing and calling with no response – I should mention, getting these repaired through insurance. If I want to pay out of pocket, it’s slightly easier, but not really.
Our Friday night dinner was only the four of us – Edda, Mom & Dad and me. Vince was out watching the new Star Wars movie. Jeremy’s still in Portland.
We had a very enjoyable dinner at the local IHOP. I was a little concerned that the IHOP would be a little depressing and sticky. But it was very cheerful and not sticky at all even though they had the four kinds of syrup at each table. My dad found out that they are open on Christmas and was lobbying for Christmas morning breakfast at the IHOP, but I told him under no circumstances was I going to have Xmas morning breakfast (his birthday breakfast!) at the IHOP no matter how many free coffee refills they were going to give him.
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Hey your mom's outfit even matched Edda's outfit! I tried the approach of asking two of Brooke's friends what they were asking for – the fact that clothes were at the top of list for each of them made me feel slightly less guilty that I use Christmas as an opportunity to update Brooke's winter wardrobe. But one also asked for a "room swing" which sounded right up Brooke's alley. Leave it to 14 year old girls to come to the rescue.