that last Friday afternoon I was so calm about everything. Because on Friday night? Forget it. I found myself hunched over my sewing machine, swearing, and made myself stop. That is not how I want to spend the next less than 3 weeks. Sewing at night is fine if everything goes well but not so fine when things go wrong, as they often do when I sew. I don't have the patience to deal with it when I'm tired and it immediately becomes un-fun.
So. That's that for the handmade Christmas. :) If I get to something, I get to it. If not, there's always the rest of the year to send someone a little surprise.
Saturday night I tried going to do a little shopping by myself. About an hour after I left Patrick called and said Nicholas woke up and was not happy. sigh. I grumbled to myself and slouched out into the snowy night to head back home. I passed by a horrible accident with 3 cars and 2 firetrucks and 5 ambulances and just started to cry.
I asked myself what is most important to me this year, in these next few weeks? Here's what I decided:
1. Almost the first thing that came to my mind was baking cookies for James. I have a life long love of Christmas cookies, especially the ones my Grandma made, and I have a strong desire for him to experience that beautiful cookie tray, too. (okay, beautiful might be a stretch. my grandma's were beautiful, though.) This might sound strange but I can't explain it any better. When I thought of what was most important? There it was. For me, cookies = love at Christmas, I guess.
2. Talking about Jesus with my kids and going to church with my family. (second only to cookies. :) )
3. Finish shopping in one more well-planned daytime excursion.
4. mailing cards and presents
5. wrapping gifts for family with Patrick while we drink wine or hot chocolate
6. put up tree and watch a Christmas movie together
Of course I want my house clean before my family comes but my mom is coming early so I know she will play with pickles while I vacuum. (thanks mom. xoxo)
So now I am trying to stay true to that stuff and forget the rest. There is a birthday party in there but that should be easy as a certain Mr. Chuck E. Cheese is taking care of most of the work.
You all must know by now that I love my blog and posting here every morning. If I don't get to it I feel like I might be letting someone down but honestly, I'm sure no lives are hanging in the balance. :) So, please excuse slow or no posting here for the next few weeks. Thank you.
What is on your list? Pray or meditate on that and then go for it.
p.s. I did somehow find time to take 150 photos of this monkey bowl we thrifted last week.
I wish all my dishes had cute little monkeys hanging off the edge.
Oh wait, no I don't. So hard to stack!