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Monday, December 18, 2017

Struggling to feel festive edition

One week until Christmas. In the next week, we have: two preschool Christmas parties (one for the Tuesday/Thursday group, and one for the extra Friday class), two performances of the elementary school Christmas musical (the preschoolers are the opening act), Mr. Q's birthday on Thursday, the high school Christmas banquet (which he is helping run) also on Thursday, high school grades also due on Thursday, a pancake breakfast on Friday (which involves high school teachers getting up at 6am to make said pancakes), and a family party here on Saturday (it's Little Christmas Eve, the day when we eat Norwegian food). And then it's Christmas.

Also, I have a child who spiked a high fever last night (but at least it's low grade this morning, and the awful chest cough is moving into sinus congestion), and I have the remnants of concussion symptoms, which have significantly hampered my progress in getting ready for Christmas. I have a stack of presents in open boxes under the tree (and keep forgetting to ask visiting family members not to look to closely at the unwrapped presents), and there isn't a scrap of wrapping paper in the house. I intended to do a bunch of Christmas baking, and am starting to realise that none of it may happen this year. I missed my one chance this year to sing carols. It's starting to look like we aren't going to get lights onto the house before the actual holiday, this year. We have E's actual present, but nothing to put into stockings, and at the slow rate of both of E and my recovery, I'm wondering what of any Christmas will happen at all.

But, in my bleary-headed state, I managed to write and address about six Christmas cards (to various loved ones who live far away), and I think they're mostly coherent. We have a Christmas tree up, and most of the major presents are here. (A couple more big ones still need to be purchased, but it's for the side of the family that isn't having a gift exchange until early January, thanks to scheduling conflicts. So, at least we can take advantage of Boxing Week sales for those ones.) And thank goodness we made no plans to travel this year.

How are you all doing? I imagine that the clergical pixies are feeling a similar level of ragged and unprepared (especially poor esperanza, who's been sick, and whose computer took a tumble off of a coffee table yesterday). I'll be popping in periodically through the week, but I may have to force myself to take some major screen time breaks, in the attempt to get my head back in order.

Monday, December 11, 2017

It's the Most Whiny-ful Time of the Year

Well, if our house is any measure, there is a good chance it will be a whiny week.

My calendar is enough to make me weep this week. Today is my day off, and it's a busy one, with appointments and family drama debriefing with my local sisters. The rest of the week is packed with all the stuff of the season, plus new brakes for my little car. Yes, I'm getting new brakes for Christmas. It really can't wait, so, falalala.....

What's whine-worthy in your world, pixies?

Monday, December 4, 2017

Let's talk about something else...


The headlines are giving me a headache.  But here's the tree my daughter bought and decorated, to cheer herself through finals!


I think that demonstrates a good life/work balance, not to mention self care.

The dog has the sadz because the man had to go to work today.  Sigh.  The cats have arranged themselves on top of heater vents, because it is the tiniest bit nippy this morning.

What's going on with you?

Monday, November 27, 2017

This is Going to be a Better Week. I Declare It.

...which is not to say there won't be anything to whine about.

As the holiday nutty gets in full swing, what are your whines, pixies? Lay 'em on us.

Monday, November 20, 2017

Thanksgiving (U.S.) Special

My friend and houseguest left this morning.  It was fun to see her here and there -- she was so busy, but just being able to chat and visit some was great!  Her husband joined her last night; don't know him well, so that was nice, too.  Clyde decided they're OK, he's forgiven them for using the front door (which for some reason, is the one thing that sets him off).

Now, onward to shopping for T-day things, for dinner at the in-laws'!  I'm taking veggies and dip (old standby), a savory sweet potato gratin (with sausage, by request of the co-mom), tortellini with pesto (as veg dish for DIL, and/or side), and a pumpkin pie made from an actual pumpkin instead of a can.  Hoping to find some less usual veggies for the appetizers, like watermelon radish.

 The son of my elderly neighbors came from overseas and is staying with them a while, which I think is making everybody happy.

What's going on with you?


Monday, November 13, 2017

Deep fall; careening toward winter!

Here we are again!  Pathetically short days.  The weather many places has turned on a dime:  comfy to freezing; red-hot with fires to gloomy; etc.  Thanksgiving (U.S.) is just next week -- and that means full holiday madness is nearly upon us.  Hold on for the ride!

I do at least have my dishes worked out for the Fabulous In-Law Turkey Extravaganza!  Need to get cracking on holiday cards, stocking stuffers, and at least some kind of presents for the kids.  (We do not do presents for same-generation folks, except spouses.)

Meanwhile, my beloved has a birthday this week.  He is impossible to shop for, because he just gets things he wants.  But we are going to dinner at one of his favorite places, so I think that will do.

What's going on at your place?

Monday, November 6, 2017

Surprise Early Winter Edition

My part of the world was unexpectedly blanketed in a thick layer of snow, this past week, and while I'm used to flurries in November (we've even had snow in August once, more than twenty years ago), I was surprised to find that the snow has no plans of going away. Thankfully, Mr. Q finally dug out and harvested our carrots, because the temperature dipped below -20C last night (the windchill was almost -30C). I've cancelled the next few days' activities, since I refuse to take my feverish preschooler out into that nonsense (unless it's a trip to the doctor). We're going to hibernate: TV, hot tea, fuzzy blankets, and thankful that the extreme cold means that it's sunny outside.

But, as I stare out at the snow and northern climate, my heart is far south of here, with esperanza and all the dear ones who live near yesterday's awful events. I can't imagine the hard job of pastoring in the wake of a nearby church shooting, and supporting those whose loved ones were hurt. And I rage at those who refuse to act to change the situation. Enough. Well past too much.

How are you all?