New morning

Today, I am refreshed. I had a nice hot bath to start my day. I am getting some things done around the house. Smiling and planning a trip to wallyworld.

Crying

Christina flies back to Idaho in the morning. Jamie, her boyfriend, is taking her to the airport so I do not have to sit in my car for 15 minutes and cry before I can drive back home 1.5 hours. She is staying at Jamie's tonight so they can leave and head to Atlanta for her 7:45 flight. She left about 40 minutes ago and I am still crying. Everywhere I look, I see her. A picture on my tree, the blowdryer she used, the drink cup she used right before she left, my husband screen saver, things she left, things we have to ship all taunt me with remembrances of her being home. Maybe she will see the necessity of living closer. I should have screamed and demanded a big NO when she mentioned Idaho. It is so far away. I have plans to watch the airlines for cheap tickets throughout the year and hope to catch a glimpse of her during the year. My face is hot with tears and my heart is aching. I do not want this arrangement. I want my babies home. Then again, if my babies were home, they would probably be under foot. But couldn't we make closer arrangements?

White Christmas

This was taken last night, December 25, 2010 at the end of our driveway with a timer. The landscape was so beautiful; we had a hard time loading up and going to Jon's house for the night.

This weekend has been wonderful for me. Family together, snow, neighbors, snow, warm house, snow, my camera working, snow, good food, snow, and snow.

Christmas Eve was a bit more relaxed than I have been in a while. I actually sat down and started reading 'Hundred Dollar Holiday' which is about controlling the commercialism, extravagance, and unruliness in our own heart before we even consider encouraging others to do so. I could read with leisure as I sat with all my packages, boxes, and bows tucked nicely under the tree. One thing I really wanted to do was go to the wally world and watch the circus. It is so much more enjoyable to watch the mob scramble, claw, and wrestle until you look up to discover "I am the mob." This year, my kids are home, my house is warm, my stove has simple food plans, and my radio plays quiet music.

Christmas Day, had a breakfast of awesome cream puffs(first time attempt), eggs, ham, and coffee. Steve read from Luke. Both of our girls, although grown, still desired to hear their father read the Christmas Story. We pretended to open gifts, while in reality each one of us was waiting and watching for others to unwrap the special treasures from us.

While we unwrapped gifts, God blessed us with a beautiful blanket of white snow. After a snowball fight, Jessica and Brian headed out to visit his family. Jamie headed to his parents, while Jon and Christina stayed with us. All four of us walked to the neighbors taking pictures and catching snowflakes in our mouths along the way.

In the evening, Jonathan and Christina headed to Jacksonville. We all met up at Jon's house in Oxford where Jon and I built a snowman for his front pillar.

Arg!!! The sun is coming out and I must run to get my camera and catch the glistening snow.

Not right

I just wrote a whole long post and it didn't post. I hate that.

Anyone there?

Does anyone read my blog?

Wowsers I have been away too long.

I must set aside a block of time today to do some blogging. But where do I get the time. Off to the bath now, and then, off to help my son's laundry room with a coat of paint.

danish, waffles, and cleaning

I tried to convince myself that I was not going to be concerned with decorating this year. If I was able to get the house cleaner this year, that would be more important. I was wrong. I wanna decorate! I want my greenery up all around with bright red country apples, white lights, and snowflakes. I love the country Christmas look all over my log house. I am trying to set some goals for getting areas clean enough to bring in the boxes. I will probably start putting up the decorations on Monday. Be able to work on and post pictures to my Facebook has helped me quite a bit. I wonder though if the pictures are only waking up in me the enormous love for decorations.




We were out of milk this morning. Instead of cereal, I made homemade waffles for breakfast. Waffles made me think of baking, and having cream cheese sitting out at room temperature pushed me to try my danish recipe. Homemade danish pastry and filling are in the refrig for fresh cheese danishes in the morning.