The wheel of time has turned and brought us back around again and we are back to Christmas time...
Last night, Friday night, when at last, we were finally all home together, we celebrated what is for us the beginning of the celebration of the holiday. We'll spend the weekend and the actual Christmas day, running from place to place, getting to all the various elements and branches of the extended family. It will be an extended replay of the Thanksgiving weekend in terms of hauling meals, and parts of meals, hither and yon. When we get home on Monday night, we will most likely drop into an exhausted heap, and give thanks for an end to it all. So, last night was just for the three of us.
Last night, when we got T home from work safe and sound, we sat down together to a "special" dinner: steak oscar (except for T, who doesn't eat asparagus and so had sugar snap peas with hers), baked sweet potatoes, good hot tea, and a glass of good merlot. Master had spent the whole day tormenting poor T about the possibility that we might open presents, and she was like an excited five year old -- barely able to eat her dinner. When we'd finished eating, and He'd judged that she'd squirmed and begged and cajoled and pouted long enough, Master (the other five-year-old in the family) relented, and we headed over to the big tree where all the presents have been piled. T (our youngest) passed out all the packages, until all of us had piles of goodies, and we set to work ripping (or carefully cutting with a knife in Master's case) the paper off each one in turn. What great loot! When it was done, He had lots of new sharp, pointy things, T had lots of new cooking goodies, and I had a whole wardrobe of soft, fluffy sweaters.
We finished up, tidied up the trimmings and wrappings, and made a fresh pot of tea (Chocolate and Hazelnut) and sat down for homemade cream puffs for dessert.
Today, we're snuggled in together, getting ready to go off on the first of our "family" visits. We're all sort of sick with respiratory crud, and so the energies are low. Probably that one is my fault... One of the down sides of living in a household with a school teacher is that "we" teacher-types bring home all kinds of nasty bugs, which unfortunately get shared with everybody in the house. Dang! The bad news is that we are likely to share them with the rest of the family who really do not need this icky stuff. Oh well.
We look around, and know that we are together and living the life we choose. We are (except for a few wayward bacteria and the things that come with age) well this year and happy. When life slows down a bit and we can take a moment to breathe, we are knowing this is true.
Wherever you all are today and throughout this season, may happiness and peace and strength and health find you. For the kindness and friendship you have shared with us this year, many thanks. We wish you all a very happy new year.
swan
Last night, Friday night, when at last, we were finally all home together, we celebrated what is for us the beginning of the celebration of the holiday. We'll spend the weekend and the actual Christmas day, running from place to place, getting to all the various elements and branches of the extended family. It will be an extended replay of the Thanksgiving weekend in terms of hauling meals, and parts of meals, hither and yon. When we get home on Monday night, we will most likely drop into an exhausted heap, and give thanks for an end to it all. So, last night was just for the three of us.
Last night, when we got T home from work safe and sound, we sat down together to a "special" dinner: steak oscar (except for T, who doesn't eat asparagus and so had sugar snap peas with hers), baked sweet potatoes, good hot tea, and a glass of good merlot. Master had spent the whole day tormenting poor T about the possibility that we might open presents, and she was like an excited five year old -- barely able to eat her dinner. When we'd finished eating, and He'd judged that she'd squirmed and begged and cajoled and pouted long enough, Master (the other five-year-old in the family) relented, and we headed over to the big tree where all the presents have been piled. T (our youngest) passed out all the packages, until all of us had piles of goodies, and we set to work ripping (or carefully cutting with a knife in Master's case) the paper off each one in turn. What great loot! When it was done, He had lots of new sharp, pointy things, T had lots of new cooking goodies, and I had a whole wardrobe of soft, fluffy sweaters.
We finished up, tidied up the trimmings and wrappings, and made a fresh pot of tea (Chocolate and Hazelnut) and sat down for homemade cream puffs for dessert.
Today, we're snuggled in together, getting ready to go off on the first of our "family" visits. We're all sort of sick with respiratory crud, and so the energies are low. Probably that one is my fault... One of the down sides of living in a household with a school teacher is that "we" teacher-types bring home all kinds of nasty bugs, which unfortunately get shared with everybody in the house. Dang! The bad news is that we are likely to share them with the rest of the family who really do not need this icky stuff. Oh well.
We look around, and know that we are together and living the life we choose. We are (except for a few wayward bacteria and the things that come with age) well this year and happy. When life slows down a bit and we can take a moment to breathe, we are knowing this is true.
Wherever you all are today and throughout this season, may happiness and peace and strength and health find you. For the kindness and friendship you have shared with us this year, many thanks. We wish you all a very happy new year.
swan
i have barely made it to the end of this first half of the year...... and have barely had time to glance over "my" blogs and the friends who write them.
ReplyDeletei wanted to wish to you and yours a blessed Christmas.. a joyful holiday... and a shining New Year..
safe travels
morningstar (owned by Warren)