Yes, the Christmas Countdown is over. So is Christmas. I already wished you a Merry Christmas back on Christmas Day, so today we’ll just look back on our fabulous holiday. (I will add photos when I get home from the office. Or perhaps tomorrow. Or both, but I hope not.)
I will forever appreciate having an older child who lets us sleep in on Christmas morning. Quinland woke up at 8 AM, but let us sleep in until after 9. Hooray!
Lynette and Joe came up the hill to join us for opening stockings and brought bacon and eggs for breakfast. David did the cooking after Quinland made sure he opened one of his presents (new skillets!).
Meanwhile, as we moved through the morning, I shouldered the task of worrying about presents not-yet-purchased, presents not-yet-wrapped, and presents that were less-than-stellar… thus leading to my aforementioned Christmas meltdown. Please tell me that I am not the only one that gets overly emotional on Christmas morning after staying up all night wrapping presents. Anyone? … Anyone? …
Well, it’s all in the past, anyway. I definitely enjoyed the preparations for Christmas more this year, thanks to the blog. I was able to spread the decorating out over time instead of either a) rushing to throw things up at the last minute or b) not getting around to doing anything and being frustrated with myself. I didn’t get around to everything this year; we didn’t put up the garland on the stairway or do an advent calendar. But that’s fine. We’ll be that much more excited about it next year!
Did the holidays fulfill your expectations this year?
- I’m grateful! for Little Ina gifting me with a lovely pear today when I was very hungry, and for Miss Patti being so flexible with her time. Love you girls!
- I’m lighter! We used our time well and were able to get D & Q’s passport applications turned in today. I had to go with them, as they needed both parents present. Kind of a bummer on a busy day at work (where I still am at 10:59 PM – but I’m leaving soon! I promise!). Cross that off the Europe-preparation list!
There’s a funny trend going on in regards to Midnight Mass these days… apparently they no longer hold it at midnight.
Our parish’s “Midnight” Mass was at 9 pm this year. Not “Come at 9, sing for a couple of hours, and then we will have Mass until midnight!” No, no. In fact, they did not even mention that they were going to be doing all the extra carol singing before 9, so that if (just hypothetically, of course) you were to come racing in at the stroke of 9, you’d have missed it all. Luckily the Entrance Hymn was “Oh, Come All Ye Faithful,” my very favorite, although they chose not to sing any of it in Latin. Which is the very best part. Not that I’m bitter.
I completely understand the reasons why churches have made the change. It lets the choir members and the priests and the other liturgical ministers get a good night’s sleep after one hectic day and before another.
But there was always something so exciting about staying up for Midnight Mass.
- I’m grateful! for Grammelie Groo. After the scary year she’s had, we are glad just to have her, let alone to have her here for Christmas.
- I’m lighter! by two “non-stick” skillets. Actually, that’s not true; I got David two new skillets for Christmas to replace the horrible ones we have been using for years. I guess that by throwing them away I have really divested myself of the stress caused by the sticking of food and the ages those pans took to clean.
Christmas is a doubly-good holiday for bakers, and Quinland loves to bake. You already saw our fantastically iced cookies from Girl Scouts, which inspired Q to try some of her own. Her friend Mariah came over to help her. I manned the camera. Badly. Hopefully you will soon see a post that says, “I’m taking a photography class!”
Tunes are very necessary when you are 13. By “necessary,” I mean ever-present, always on, non-stop.
We have very little counter space in our kitchen. I installed some (really bright!) lights I got from IKEA last month, which makes the dark, tiny corners slightly less dark, but for real elbow room, our gigantic IKEA Norden table is much better.
Gotta represent Rip City on the blog. That’s #88, Nicolas Batum. (Batum-shaka-laka!) Q got this shirt signed by Monsieur Batum last season, which was tres cool. (Yeah, she’s a Green Day fan, too.)
Anyway, the table gave them a little more rolling space:
Then they are ready to go into the oven! Thanks, girls!
- I’m grateful! for Greg, our new housemate (although I haven’t seen him since he moved in this morning!). As he said to Quinland, today is the first day of his year-long sleepover. I foresee much game playing in the next few weeks.
- I’m lighter! by a bag of Creative Memories plastic bags, about 8 binders, 10 VHS tapes, and a few cardboard boxes. I also made about six trips up and down the stairs carrying boxes. Whew!