I’ve always believed that this was a magical time of year. People seem nicer, the world looks beautiful lit up with the decorations of the holiday season, and old wounds and hurts feel less painful as we got caught up in the anticipation and excitement of the season; perhaps that’s naive and not true for many people, but that’s the way it’s always been for me. I don’t think I’ve ever come into a holiday season needing its magic and healing more. Sitting here in our living room, looking at the Christmas lights on the mantle and our beautiful tree awaiting its own decorations, I’m finally beginning to feel a bit of peace and excitement for my favorite time of year. Later than usual and not nearly what it typically is, but better late than never, right? I am exhausted as I write this; the past week alone and the months leading up to it have taken their toll mentally, physically, and emotionally…but there is much to be thankful for on this Sunday night, and I know that focusing on that will help the healing process go that much faster and deeper. So on to a bit of the usual marvelousness (yep, it’s a word) that occurs in this neck of the woods on Monday thanks to the lovely Diva herself.
…a successful surgery for Peanut. Everything went as well as hoped for on Thursday, which is cause for immense thankfulness in this neck of the woods. Thursday was a day unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, and I never want to go through anything like it again. Big Kid handled everything like a champ (and I’m insisting a pool is installed in their basement because we swam in the morning in one at our hotel and then Big Kid took a 4.5 hour nap….), but nonetheless it was incredibly difficult to hold it together. Peanut and his family are still in Philadelphia as he continues to recover, but hopefully they’ll be home safe and sound on Tuesday or Wednesday, where they’ll await the pathology report which will give us the next step. To have made it this far is a cause for celebration, and there is no doubt in my mind that we’ll have greater things to celebrate in the days to come. Thank you for all of the prayers and positive thoughts you sent this way; they’ve worked wonders over the past few months.
Scenes like this are pretty special, too.
…the best support system anyone could ask for. I would never have gotten through last week and the past few months without my family and all of you. I know this hasn’t been easy for anyone in my life (I don’t always handle stress well..there may have been a point last week where I didn’t want to get a Christmas tree anymore and was tempted to make Christmas as small as possible…good thing Joe is used to this and knows to do what he can to calm me down and then ignore me), but I’m incredibly grateful for all of your love and support.
Most random craving ever. And absolutely delicious.
…a crazy but good weekend. I came home on Friday just in time to babysit for my Monday night girls during a snowstorm (that was a fun drive home). Saturday morning found me out on a 15 mile run (which was thankfully good…I couldn’t have handled another awful run this week…lack of sleep and marathon training do not go well together…who would have guessed?), meeting Joe for bagels afterwards (strong craving for one the last five miles of my run, so I sent him a text to meet me at Brueggers as I was leaving the SCRR office), getting our Christmas tree, running our usual weekend errands, grabbing hot dogs for dinner (I’ve never seen Joe drive so fast when I said I was in the mood for one for dinner….that happens 1-2 per year, so he knows to capitalize when it strikes), and then taking the girls to their parents concert (they love it when Jojo joins us for babysitting adventures). Sunday morning found me up at 6 to help out with the GOTR 5K in North Park (awesome experience but so incredibly cold that my hip flexors, fingers, and toes were numb and then in pain for a long time) and making a stop at the gym to run 4 miles on the treadmill (I officially loathe that machine) and do some strength training. After that, I was officially exhausted (three mornings of a 4:30 wake up and little sleep besides had nothing to do with that), so I came home, took a nap, cleaned the house, and then destroyed the kitchen by baking three different types of cookies. Let the holidays truly begin
I love that tree topper. Sparkling penguin that marches to the beat of its own drum. Winning.
…a clear agenda for today. Nothing much going on today since the boys are still in Philadelphia, so I’m hoping to keep catching up on rest, do a little Christmas shopping (I’m more than a little behind), hit a make up yoga class, and decorate our Christmas tree. It looks a little lonely, doesn’t it?
Have a great day!
What were you up to this weekend? Have you ever struggled to get into the holiday spirit? What’s your favorite way to get into the holiday spirit? Are you done with your holiday shopping?