Grateful lists, surprises, and holy days.

Me Contemplating life post Christmas gift . . . or, "Aged Angel," by Odilon Redon

Me Contemplating possible post Christmas regrets from the gift I chose . . . also technically known as, “Aged Angel,” by Odilon Redon

 

I’m sitting around feeling grateful for odd tidbits. We’ve found styles I can manage for the girls’ hair, my husband gets up in the night to add wood to the fire, my son is learning to say I’m sorry properly, my daughter’s whole self lights up with joy when she sings, my other daughter dances glory hallelujah because life pleases her, my son worked after school for days and days to have all his own money to spend for Christmas this year . . . and I had a mother who trained me to write grateful lists year round.

In a first this year, I have a present from me to everybody.  Although my husband reads the blog, the fact that he is easily distracted will work in my favor. From now until Christmas, every time he gets a free minute on his computer, I’ll point to the mistletoe in the kitchen. That or ask him a question about football.

They all know I’m picking up a 4′ x 8′ board today to complete my present, but nobody can guess what it is. I got a ping pong set (net, paddles, balls) that hooks to any size table. My plan is to put felt on the bottom of the board and then paint the top. Wala enlarged ping pong table to sit on top of the kitchen table when we feel like it.

My secret is protected largely by my fanaticism about balls in the house. They are not allowed to be tossed, juggled, banged, bopped, thrown, kicked or dribbled. Boy one has probably put in a 1000 hours of work or so in his fourteen years paying for his ball infractions. He has lost balls to the heel of my foot or to a sleight of hand whereby they end up deep sixed in the garbage can. Possibly a few tennis balls have been cut in half. None of the family would dream something as outlandish as me voluntarily introducing balls into my kingdom.

Wish me well. If I can wrap strips of sheet around my mouth and duct tape my rear end to a chair, I think they’ll have a lot of fun. I imagine it will feel like something akin to finding out the drinking age is lower half an hour away, only they’ll be in their own kitchen living the wild life.

I offer prayers for each of you as Advent draws to a close.  Barring a sudden need to post, I’m taking time off from the blog until January 2nd (or 5th, I can’t decide). A merry and blessed Christmas and New Year’s to everyone. May you be richly blessed in the days ahead. Heading into Christmas, you are all most definitely on my grateful list.

Shocking weather forecast predicts droplets of water will be bringing Christmas cheer in lieu of snow. Say it ain't so.

Shocking weather forecast predicts droplets of water will be bringing Christmas cheer in lieu of snow.  Gulp.

12 Comments to Grateful lists, surprises, and holy days.

  1. Leslie Lynch says:

    Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you and your lovely, energetic family, Michelle!

  2. Margaret Rose Realy Obl. OSB says:

    Love and joy unto you and all of yours!

  3. Carol says:

    In your own unique way you have given me joy, laughter and large
    amounts of interesting ideas to ponder. Thank you for sharing your
    heart.

  4. Sam Jones says:

    Just a note to say how grateful I am for your posts and a prayer that you feel the desperate need to post at least once between now and Jan ????2/5
    Merry Christmas!

  5. Dad says:

    Michelle,
    With love and joy! Me too!

  6. Kaitlin says:

    Awww! Too cute!! All of this! But my favourite bits – all the little thankful things about your kids – LOVE all of those!! I love how you use mistletoe to distract the hubby! HA! 😀 And I too am a no balls in the house kind of gal and LOVE, LOVE that you are given them a ping pong table thing and allowing such antics to carry on indoors! You’re a stronger woman then I…at least until I someday have a rec room?!?! ha!!

    MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL!!!

    ps – love that painting of you! hahahah!