1. I have always wanted to simplify at Christmas, but forced simplicity is not so fun. Our tree is 18 inches tall, has no ornaments and sits on a side table. All our decorations are in storage and the effort to get them out, and then have no place for the empty boxes seemed too much. Plus our usual real tree/falling needles/disposal/no extra space issue seemed rather daunting. That nasty stomach bug didn't help either.
2. Our Christmas cards were ordered this week, arrived yesterday and I had to use a picture from 5 months ago. We realized not sending out change of address cards earlier this year may explain why we've only received 3 Christmas cards. Hmph.
3. Apart from getting the cards out (the hardest part of sending them, I think), my main goal - if I do nothing else - is to remember to dig out the stockings from Grandpa's basement on Christmas Eve. Otherwise, we are going to need some puh-retty big socks. And since I don't wear socks, we may be in trouble. Anyone ever seen snow boots hung on the mantel?
4. A little bit of snow would help set the mood for sure - at least the outside would be decorated! Pajamas inside out. Spoons under the pillows. What other wacky snow day superstitions are there?
5. For Christmas Eve, I'm planning to make this Gingerbread Trifle - recipe found here.
6. Owen's favorite book for the last few months has been Brett Helquist's version of A Christmas Carol.
We have plans for watching multiple versions of the movie, and have already started with the Patrick Stewart one. I would like a marathon of White Christmas alternated with It's a Wonderful Life, but I'm usually outvoted.
7. Project move Christmas CDs onto Ipod is not moving very quickly. Methinks this is a project for the pre-teen in the house who likes gadgetry and repetition.
8. I did not plan well for the boys to be home this week. Two week breaks are nice in theory and I imagine are especially nice if you have travel plans, but not so nice when you have no strategy for three extra bodies hanging around bickering and hungry and stuck indoors.
9. If this post looks like complaining, it's not meant to. It's just a snapshot of this Christmas, this year, when we are in transition and not quite ourselves. I imagine we will add this to our remember whens, not with fondness exactly, but acknowledging with a trace of amusement how bleak and ridiculous it all seemed.
10. Even though Evie is running around with the mini tree skirt on her head and unraveling tape with frightening speed, I am grateful for much - all the usual things and then some. But mostly I am humbled when I remember the Light of the World arrived as a baby, what that means and how the rest of the story unfolds. And then all that other stuff and nonsense falls away.