It’s almost here! Christmas vacation – so close I can taste it but don’t dare spend time thinking about it for I know I’ll be lost in dreamland if I do.
Soon we’ll step away ~ the ache in my shoulders serves as constant reminder of the need for some down time.
Our boys and grands and daughter in law and girlfriend will be here Friday night – we’ll nosh on appetizers and home-made treats, play games and tell stories. We’ll pop Christmas crackers and open presents and for just a few hours my heart will feel like it could burst.
We downsized this year in more ways than one: Yes a smaller house but now there’s smaller everything – Christmas Eve will be just Hubbs and me, youngest boy and his girl – a whole new experience yet cozy and I hope, delightful. Christmas Day winds down to just us 2. What a change – no more bed-head grands tumbling out wide-eyed and bushy tailed. They will be back at some point but there’s other family to see and that’s OK, too. Hubbs and I will linger over brunch and later watch a movie, we may doze in our chairs, who knows.
Just the topic of Christmas vacation elicits so many conversations between us; for growing up in two different countries we share many similar memories: Late nights at Aunts/Uncles, sledding with cousins, and dinner at Grandma’s on Christmas day (1pm sharp!). Then “lunch” at 4:00 with skating-sledding-sliding-snowmobiling- all that snow, to follow. Days later – time off to enjoy our new things, figure out board games or learn new skills – wood burning, pottery sculpting or jewelry making kits – those were all the rage in the 70s even if our finished results were less than spectacular!
Random 5 – after a rambling – ready?
- Assorted chocolates. Remember being a kid and someone would bring a box of chocolates to the family party? Sometimes the treats were good but often times not. Hey what’s this? (( big bite )) Ewww — orange marmelade swirl! Gag, retch, blah. Or how about hey what’s this one? It looks promising, like maybe there are nuts and caramel inside …. Nope, foiled again. Strawberry cream delight! Glach! What is this? Is this mayonnaise? Toothpaste? Flash forward 45 years ~ I was gifted a gourmet box of chocolates this week. Where are they? In the office lunchroom. Nope, after all those years, I do believe “you never know what you’re gonna get.” My office mates are happy and I’ll take a pass, thanks!
- Yesterday I found myself awake in the middle of the night – too many things racing in my head. At 4:00 a.m. I got up and made a list, thinking that would help. Wrong. At 4:30 a.m. I started the coffee and showered, and was at the office by 6:00. Arriving in the dark I laughed out loud because 1) I had my security code with me but 2) not the outside door badge. Sipping my coffee I decided to give the outer door a try – voila it opened. Sometimes what made perfect sense at 4:00 a.m. doesn’t translate so well later.
- Last minute Larry’s. This is a phrase I’ve coined for the co-workers who’ve had the same project or looming deadline as I have – we’ve had it for weeks but they always arrive skidding to the finish line expecting me and others to save them. Nope. Out-of-office is going on and your boat is yours to save. How’s that for Christmas spirit? Ha!
- Leisurely reading – I’ve almost forgotten what that feels like. Yes I’m going plant my face in a book and not come out until the coffee’s gone. I hope it’s howling, snowing and blowing all the while. I hope while I’m tucked in there, sipping coffee and reading, relaxing and enjoying. I hope. I hope. I hope.
- Pauses. It’s important to pause. Pause to give thanks, pause to savor Christmas memories in the making. Pause to listen to little ones. Pause to hug the big ones. Pause for kitchen kisses. Pause in traffic to let someone in. Pause to shut the door, breathe, and turn it all off. Pause to allow for wonder. Pause to know good news is soon to come.
Merry Christmas to all!