First things first

I have about two hundred separate things I need to get done before leaving for the Coast tomorrow afternoon, including but not limited to: a) finishing the Doctor Who knitted hat for my BIL; b) finishing the crocheted shrug I was intending to wear on Christmas; c) begin and finish the Moebius scarf for G's grandmother; d) sundry domestic chores like laundry and packing; e) wrapping the presents in the really cute wrapping style I saw in Real Simple; f) acquiring the appropriate wrapping supplies for e). Therefore, it should be no surprise whatsoever that I am doing g) none of the above, and posting the First Lines meme to leave you with over Christmas.

January: I knew my New Year's Eve Eve Party was going to go perfectly when I went to get in the shower that afternoon and discovered that the Red Horse had arrived.
February: I just got the final beta: 2567 @ 20DPO, for a doubling time of 38 hours (down from 35 hours between #1 and 2).
March: Babies still alive: check
April: Someone or other, I don't remember who, made a snarky comment once about a woman knitting baby things at the RE, and I thought, omigosh, that's me, and felt like a real asshat.
May: So, in the two weeks since we found out the Pixels are girls, we've had approximately five hundred and thirty-seven separate arguments about baby names.
June: We went to a barbecue on Memorial Day, hosted by one of my fellow CS students.
July: I haven't been quiet because anything's wrong, just because I haven't had much to say lately.
August: I'm home alone tonight, for the first time in a long time.
September: I really thought we were going to have Pixels last night, but after 14+ hours in the hospital, I'm home again, with the babies still in my belly rather than my arms.
October: As part of the babies' birth announcement on my old blog, I posted that they were eating and growing well.
November: When you're pregnant, everyone tells you that your whole life is about to change.
December: So, y'know how I mentioned that the babies had a cold, and then that I had caught it, and then that it had turned into the Evil Death Plague?

A very merry Christmas to all!