Dec. 19, 2008 - I'm back...
We’re experiencing our first real snowfall of the winter in RI today. The schools closed last night in anticipation of a possible kafuffle like last year (Dec. 07 snowstorm brought gridlock on 95 for hours with children stranded on school buses until 11pm. Our church’s Christmas outreach is postponed due to what could amount to a foot of snow by daybreak tomorrow. It’s rather ironic because I invited many people to attend our “Christmas Eve” service which never existed—it was always scheduled for tonight—I had to re-invite people to the service tonight that will now really take place Christmas Eve. I thought I subconsciously sabotaged it because I’m singing a solo for the first time in 20 years. I guess it wouldn’t have worked anyway…
I can’t believe it’s been so long since my last blog. This time of year is so incredibly busy and it's all I can do to keep my head afloat. Admittedly, I haven’t even made my Christmas cards yet. It seems like something always takes precedence and it gets put aside yet again. I did take an hour this morning while my friend Jenny watched the kids to finish my brother and his new wife’s wedding album (they were married in July). Sad, I know. I vowed to be finished by Christmas so I have a huge weight lifted. Unfortunately I may have to make a new goal of having my Christmas cards done by the New Year. I apologize to everyone holding vigil by their mailboxes waiting for yours to arrive =). I must have priorities and right now more than ever it needs to be school. It’s far too easy for me to make excuses this time of year and not focus on school—like prepping for the upcoming week when I’ll be hosting 30 people for Christmas dinner.
There have been so many times over the past month that I’ve wanted to blog but didn’t. Especially regarding the little anecdotes my kids are always coming up with. One that I distinctly remember was a conversation DH had with our son, Drew. He was adamantly stating to his sister that she was a girl and he was a boy. Geoff couldn’t resist finding out how a 3 year old decides.
DH: What makes Anne a girl?
Drew: She wears a headband.
DH: What else makes her a girl?
Drew: She sleeps in a big girl bed.
Unfortunately there was a third reason just as cute but it escapes me. That is why I MUST blog more.
