Monday

Dad and I went to the Red Cross today to bleed into the bag. We always try to schedule an appointment sometime around December, just because it feels like a good way to give back during the holidays.

Came home and made a fruit cake. Dad insists on one every year, and insists that it's "just a fruit cake." You think it's so easy? Then you make it! Actually, it really is easy, it's just time consuming. About two and a half hours just to do the prep work. Tedious.

Mom's cleaning the living room so we can put up the tree, moving books around. Several shelves fell down on top of her tonight. She's okay now, but it was really scary when it happened.