1. I was "reindeered" on Christmas Eve! Remember how I missed the boat on the super funny antlers and red noses which transform your auto into Rudolph? Well, after leaving our family extravaganza....the van resembled none other than Rudolph! I was thrilled. I wonder who did it? Must have been an elf. ;) PS if anyone spies a red nose on 78 between Pennsylvania and New Jersey, please let me know ~ my nose blew off on the ride home.
2. Heads up...our mother has a grand idea for Christmas next year. Why not make gifts to give to one another? Make? As in with my own two hands??!! As if the stress of buying and wrapping tons of gifts isn't stressful enough, now I (we) need to learn a trade, create gifts, and hand them out. All before Dec. 25, 2011. You know me, crafty I'm not. The second problem is -- what will I (we) do with all of the special crafts we receive?? I have a few ideas. It could very well become a "Merry Craftmas", I mean "Crapmas".
3. Quite by accident or maybe by serendipity, we exchanged owls this Christmas! White ceramic for you and green and orange marble for me. Could be the start of a tradition...
4. Did you get what you wanted for Christmas? World peace? Maybe just peace and quiet? I got the new Taylor Swift CD from my super sister and Dave Matthews live in NYC from my hubby ~ time to put away the Christmas music and get a groove on.
5. (btw i wrote this draft b4 I read "364" - TDF!) This one's for you ~ I must admit I admire your style. I loved your ensemble on Christmas Eve. Flouncy orange top with wrap, jeans tucked into vintage Frye boots, and a chunky, sparkly bracelet. Fresh, retro, and hip. I am loving it.
6. I know yours is a family who loves to ski. Truth be told, wouldn't you love it even more if we grabbed our suits and jetted off to a warm, tropical beach somewhere? Snow is way overrated, especially since NJ just got almost THIRTY inches!!!! and winds up to 70 mph!!! St. Barts anyone??? Want snow? Come to New Jersey.
7. OK my OCD is kicking into high gear around here. There is stuff everywhere. True. And when it is messy in one room, the littles take their stuff to a new room, and so on. You get the picture. I truly can't keep up with it. Must admit, I have been digging deep so as not to let the children, in their Christmas bliss, realize how horrified I am. Help.
8. I found the true spirit of Christmas...after losing the matriarch of our family in October, our grandmother and dad's mother, this was our first Christmas without her. I thought about it more than I realized. Forty some Christmases with her. Now, one without. Our dad, who never cooks/bakes/etc. pulled out Grammy's cookie recipes and for TWO days (!) baked, just like she would have. Keep in mind, the worn cards weren't easy to read and the cookies weren't the easy type either ~ traditional Austrian/German with nuts, wine, and powdered sugar. I can think of no better tribute for a son to give his deceased mother. It spoke volumes to me.
(Still hiding out, which is why I am writing so much. I do think it is time for some sort of holiday cheer in the form of wine. Sadly, since I don't keep booze in my bedroom, I will have to come out of hiding. Drat.)
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