Christmas

Greetings, Tribe!

Whew! We made it! We survived Christmas!!

Once the recitals were over, it was time to party. Each year my holiday starts with hosting gatherings for my various adult string ensembles to celebrate another successful semester and to relax with wine, cheese and various hors d’œuvres.

(Yes those are pumpkins napkins-I didn’t have any Christmas napkins. Talk about a great conversation piece!)

This year one of my adult students had us perform for her office as a holiday treat for her coworkers. What a blast! They were such a welcoming group and offered post-performance treats! We will definitely be back.

We also had Adam’s office Christmas party. (I love getting to see all of the faces that go with the names in his stories from work!) This year the party was at the Indianapolis City Market. Not only was the food great, the craft beer was top notch (Big shout-out to Black Acre Brewing for their One 10 Coffee Stout. It was like iced coffee. Loved it! Light bodied and full of flavor!). For entertainment, we were taken on tours of the catacombs. I have lived in Indy for over 15 years and had never seen this space. What a cool slice of Indianapolis history!

Despite the lack of snow, Adam and I went on our annual holiday light night run. (It’s always better with snow!) We have a favorite neighborhood not far from Butler University that always offers a variety of light displays that doesn’t disappoint.

For Christmas, we went to see my family in Illinois on December 23 (aka Festivus) and Adam’s family on Christmas Day. In Illinois, my sister and I got a long run in together before all of the festivities got going. Plus, it was great to run somewhere other than my usual stomping grounds and running with my sister was an added bonus! (13.75 miles was a lot easier with a partner!)

After a church gig and a shift working at our local specialty running store, I went for my annual Christmas Eve run. Not only does it give me time to reflect on the reason for the season, but this year I got to enjoy our first real snowfall. I can’t tell you how much I needed that run. I love snow about as much as Oprah loves bread. Snow is my life source, snow gives me the strength to make it one more year, snow is magic.