Blogging has been difficult the past few weeks. As I mentioned, my room is being used as a bedroom so I'm relegated to the desk in the laundry room. This is a high traffic area and everyone who comes through finds it necessary to check out what I'm doing making the writing a bit difficult. But I'm glad for the busyness of the season this year. Ironically I have more time to enjoy the activities surrounding the holidays but we won't have a full house of children around us this year. I knew this day would come and honestly I thought it would have come sooner than this. Even now, five days before Christmas, plans are not settled. It appears as though we will have a sort of drawn out holiday with different groups coming at different times between Christmas Day and January 5th! We are going to try to keep our live Christmas tree up for the entire time, but I have a feeling it will be little more than twigs by the end. I like our tree this year. It's symmetrical, narrow and fragrant. However, the male members of my family (that would be ALL the rest of the members) feel that if a tree isn't so big that you have to wrestle it into the house and into the stand and then cut a substantial part off so that it will fit, then it isn't big enough.
Gifts: I'm satisfied with the gifts I've purchased this year. My only regret is that I'm seldom able to find a "wow" gift for my husband. There are a tremendous amount of presents under the tree awaiting the great unwrapping. Most of them, I hope, will be useful to their recipients. We started early and bought and bought and bought. Then we wrapped and wrapped and wrapped.
Baking: I will make our traditional cinnamon rolls for Christmas morning breakfast, but I don't think I'm going to bake cookies this year. We won't have enough steady company to use them and with my diet and my husband's Diabetes, we don't need the added temptation. But there will be pumpkin pie for Christmas dinner desert.
The house is decorated. The cards are sent. The only shopping left to do is for groceries. The boys are all in good places in their lives for this year and that is truly the best Christmas present I could have although I know I will enjoy the many boxes my endulgent husband has placed under the tree addressed to me as well as those thoughtfully picked out by my sons.
So, Merry Christmas to all my mythical readers out there and to my one special reader in New Jersey (you know who you are!)