December and I seem to not have a very close friendship, and it's a struggle to "do" December every year. Putting up with a cold that threatened both a bronchial and sinus infections didn't help either. My friend Vertigo reappeared mid-month as well and it seems to be more off-putting than the last bout. As I told my daughter, I should make it a point to have all things Christmas ready and done before Thanksgiving and that way I can hibernate through most of December. Hah!
Nick & Marty went out...on their own...and picked out a Christmas tree on Saturday, or was it Sunday?, but it has yet to be decorated. It does sport two decorations, one a bow that was in a tin that Nick handed me yesterday as he was (finally) cleaning his room, and the other is one that's been hanging from a door jamb for at least two years and of which I've forgotten its origin.
beautifully shaped little tree |
But, today I got out and took Nick to get his hair cut, got a late lunch, killed some time at Target without making a purchase, got him to his dentist appointment, stopped at the grocer but they didn't have the main thing I was looking for so picked up only a couple necessities and will head to Costco in the morning, to be there when they open. My son's dentist is right across the street from Costco, but at 4:30 in the afternoon, there was no way I was going to battle for a parking spot and then battle the crowds and checkout lines when it's three days before Christmas. After I get Costco out of the way, I'll probably go to Walmart or Target and see if I can't get some things I have in mind. It might be a year for finding images online, printing, and putting that in a wrapped box.
Where, oh where has my Christmas excitement gone? I used to love putting up lots of decorations and getting the tree, and planning and cooking a feast, spending time with friends. I'd put on Christmas music as soon as Thanksgiving was over, ask Marty to pull the decorations from the rafter storage area (and wait, and wait until he did). I'd write the Christmas letter, and prepare all the cards. Something's gotten lost over the last few years. I'm thinking I just got tired of "doing it all myself".
If I can get through this winter's malaise, perhaps next year, it can look more like this again:
and this:
Perhaps by Thursday I'll be able to get to those oatmeal cookies I want to make. I haven't made cookies in my toaster oven yet, but I'm guessing they'll come out pretty well.
Merry Christmas
I hear you, Girlfriend. Much the same for me.
ReplyDeleteI have the same feelings. DH canceled Christmas for the 25 and above family b/c I refused to get the gifts. It was his job this year. I took care of the 24 and below.
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