To say it's been busy
is the understatement of the year. I'd love to sit and chat with moms who
manage to move through this busy season in perfect peace and simplicity. How is
We've had several
huge events this month - like hosting a dinner/Christmas party for 17 here one
weekend, hosting a couples' baby shower for 45 the following weekend, with some
football, Social Christmas formal, and client Christmas parties thrown into the
Last week we had our
family Christmas party with our support group. We decided to Christmas carol at
the local V.A. Hospital
and have our party with the
vets. How great is that? Fun and service all at the same time.
As we drove to the
hospital, I went over the rules with the kids. "These people are soldiers
who have served our county and they deserve our utmost respect and honor. You
are to speak clearly and look them in the eye when you talk to them. Shake
their hands firmly. Thank them for their service."
Our little group
gathered with the patients (who I am not allowed to show you) and sang to them.
Actually, we sang with them because they happily joined us in the songs.
Max happily accompanied us on the maraca...right up until the time where he marched across the room to where I was standing and asked where all the soldiers were. He had no idea they wore civilian clothing when they are in the hospital.
When we finished singing, and it was
time for snacks, I was so very proud of my boys. Without any prompting at all,
they chose to have their treats at the table of the man who was sitting alone.
Once they asked him the first question, it was like the Inquisition for the
poor guy. "Which war did you fight in? Who won? Did you shoot anyone? Did
anyone shoot at you? What happened when the bombs went off? Who started that
war? Why? Who won? How did it end?"
And that was only the beginning. I
think they wore the poor man out, but they engaged him, looked him the eye and
had a meaningful conversation. Mission
On the Feast of Our Lady of
Guadalupe, some friends invited us over for a fiesta. This was not a feast day
I celebrated growing up. I guess Irish-Italians don't know much about this
culture. I did find it slightly ironic that I was asked to bring the main dish
to a Mexican fiesta.
Guess who played Juan Diego in the
A small group of friends and I have
been texting back and forth for weeks
about how we needed a girls' night out. Alas, they are just as busy as me and
dates were few and far between. Then I was inspired. "Hey gals, why don't
you join me Tuesday night? Bring your presents and paper. I'll provide the
spiked cocoa, cookies and a movie."
Let me tell you, wrapping with
friends accompanied by peppermint schnapps and chocolate is oh so much better
than taking on that mammoth task alone. Time together with drinks? Check.
Sleepless in Seattle
in the background? Check (with some "magic" thrown in). One big thing
crossed off the gigantic "To Do" list? Check!
There are still a multitude of things
on the list, but that's okay. The cards
may not get out by Christmas, which is not okay by me but may be unavoidable so
I'm not going to sweat it...much. Ravioli will be made tomorrow and all will be
right with the culinary Christmas list.
Today I reminded myself that Advent
is about preparation and that's just what I'm doing. But the Christmas season?
That ladies and gentlemen, is for a bit
of basking in the glory of the sweet baby who was born to save me. There will
be some quiet time. There will be some rest. There will be time with family and