This week I am feeling very blessed. I sometimes find myself internally struggling to fully appreciate everything in my life because well things get tough. There often seem to be “something” tampering with my everyday feelings of content. Usually that something has to do with residency and the lack of face time with Mr. Dr. but in the end…that’s no excuse. It’s a beautiful time of year in NYC and the holiday spirit is in full swing. We had great friends come up and visit last weekend and we frolicked around the city without a care in the world. My mom and her dear friend came to visit last week and we had a lovely day together. This weekend I get to go home with Mr. Dr. and celebrate Christmas with my family because he is off and we will get to see some more great friends at home. Then on Christmas eve we will go celebrate with his family because he is off on Christmas day. We both have a full week of vacation setup for the entire week of New Year’s so that is a big plus that we get to look forward to as well. So like I said, I am feeling very blessed. Blessed that he is off a couple weekends in a row, blessed that he cared enough to surprise me with our very first Christmas tree in NYC, blessed that we get to spend Christmas celebrations with both of our families and certainly blessed that we are happy, healthy and each day brings us a little closer to the end goal. Not everyday is easy and some days are more peachy keen than others but with the fun times ahead, the time of year and the delicious cocktails in our near future, I do believe we have a pretty nice lineup to close out 2012.
You wanna hear the icing on the cake? This weekend Mr. Dr. has a birthday. So tonight…pending the day goes well and he gets out at a reasonable hour…I made dinner reservations at a restaurant we both have been really excited to try. I never make reservations for us because we just never know what his schedule will bring but I just hoped for the best this time. My fingers are crossed that we make it but I have already decided that if we don’t, I will not freak out. I will instead go down there, beg the restaurant not to charge my CC the massive last minute cancelling fee and then hopefully still whip up a celebratory plan ‘B’ dinner with Mr. Dr. when he gets off. But I am realllllly hoping plan ‘A’ works out. Wish us luck and Happy Birthday my love…I hope we are tipsy and very full later. So for at least the next few weeks this is my motto: