This weekend a package arrived all the way from Finland. It was from my cousin, Helena, and her family. They’re neighbors with the big man himself, Santa. We already gobbled up the ginger cookies and most of the candy. The adorable ornaments are on the tree. I’m going to make a pot of the tea to drink this evening, it smells delicious. Thank you Helena, we love everything.
With only 10 days left before Christmas, panic is fast being replaced with apathy. So far I’ve not mailed cards, baked, made plans for the day itself or even gone shopping. A small amount of gift knitting took place on Saturday. None of the items have been blocked yet. I’m going to try and finish some more items and do them all at once.
Thursday is A3’s 9th birthday and A2’s Christmas concert. Friday is the last day of school and our work group’s Christmas party. I don’t know yet if I’m bringing my girls with me to the party. It depends on whether or not my DH will be home. He’s busy with training. Saturday is A3’s birthday party. After that all should settle down. Of course I know that Christmas isn’t about the cards, food, presents, etc. Doctor Seuss summed it up best.
‘It came without ribbons! It came without tags!’
‘It came without packages, boxes or bags!’
And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before
‘Maybe Christmas,’ he thought, ‘
‘Maybe Christmas…perhaps…means a little bit more
We’ve already decided to forego outside lights, setting up the Dicken’s village and candy making in a last ditch sanity-saving effort. But I still would like to have the Who pudding and roast beast ready for the feast… and maybe a curmuzzler for the girls. Cheers!