Tuesday, December 25, 2012
As I did last year, I slipped into church for the Christmas Eve "Lessons and Carols" service. For me, this service speaks of Christmas and makes my holiday. Actually, I like the 11 p.m. candlelit communion service a little more, but for me to stay up that late is a danger to those around me when I drive home... so I settled for the 7 p.m. service which only keeps me up about an hour later than usual. I was in bed by 10 p.m.
This morning I opened my package "from Santa" (the anonymous gift that showed up on my desk at work that no one has fessed up to leaving). In it was a pair of fuzzy warm footies, a candle in a holder, three (exactly the right amount) meltaway chocolates, and a note. "Mothers, too, sacrifice for our country. Thank you for yours." Between knowing exactly what would be welcome and the note, I am somewhat stymied... methinks this may have been a joint effort. There's a fellow military mom I went to school with... but my team would know more about the candles and the footies.
Anyway, whoever Santa is... thank you!
And when I got to my computer, son was online, so we've been swapping IM's. And get this... my REAL Christmas surprise: the box I shipped on the 17th? Got to his station TODAY, on Christmas. So he and his team are knocked out on caramel corn and the same flavored coffee I am now sipping. Psychic connection complete.
It is indeed a Merry Christmas. It doesn't take much, you know... just those little connections.
The steel cut oats are simmering. I spent more than I normally do to buy fresh strawberries yesterday as my special breakfast treat. And in a little while, I'll be putting a ribeye steak in the crock pot because a roast is too big for just little old me! The candles are lit, and Handel's Messiah is on the boom box. (Yes, I'm that old, I still have a boom box.)
Merry Christmas to all. Be conscious of your choices, enjoy and savor the good in your day, and let the stresses and tensions go. They are temporary!
Much love and peace to you all, whatever your personal beliefs!
Monday, December 24, 2012
Yesterday morning I woke up kind of under the weather... sinus headache & through the day after I took a Zyrtek a little stomach queasy too. And here I thought the Holiday flu was all self-induced overindulgence. Not so this year! I swear! I had not overdone the food, sugar, salt, fat, anything! I just didn't feel good.
I perked up with a phone call from my youngest sister. She presented me with what I will count as this year's Christmas happiness. She was bubbling to share with someone. At long last she had once again run across the family to whom she wanted to give the Square Dance award clock that had been our Mom's. She's been wanting to pass this memento on for years... Mom passed in 1996, Dad in 1999... and she knew this family was the right home for it. But they kept missing one another and lost touch.
Yesterday, she ran into them while shopping. And she mentioned the clock again, connected, and it got passed along. "Are you SURE?" asked the couple, because of the meaning of the award. Yes, we're sure... our family wants this family to have it. Love it when meaningful items end up where they will be valued!
And when 3 o'clock approached, I found myself on the treadmill to re-watch Ironman Kona coverage on NBC. I did not RUN, as I was still feeling a little dicey, but I walked for 95 minutes, covering 6.36 miles, a good brisk walk. Then I went to bed nice and early, and am up similarly early this morning to be Sparked on by my online buddies.
This morning, I re-read last year's paper journal for Christmas eve day. I had celebrated a similarly quiet day, culminating with slipping into a church service, unobtrusively. I also did a strength workout at the gym, it says. Even though I was seriously struggling with food last year at this time, I was not giving up. So with that, and a few blogs this morning, I'm ready for my day.
The steel cut oats are at the simmer. I'm feeling much better than I was yesterday, and it's Christmas eve. What more could a gal want?
Merry Christmas to all! Treat yourselves well... and savor what you choose as indulgences, be it music, or church or special seasonal food treats!
It's going to be a good day!
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Except for the topics of conversation, yesterday could have been any Saturday. I went to my consultation, got a hair cut, shopped for groceries. I did buy new underwear and socks... kind of a Christmas timing thing, held over from childhood. One of our standard "gifts" under the tree.
About 3 in the afternoon, the sun was shining, it was probably about 35 degrees. Warmest it's going to get through Christmas, anyway. And I just didn't want to be stuck inside. So I took a walk. And was reminded why I don't run outdoors this time of year / in this kind of weather. Icy patches slowed my normal pace, for sure.
It was a nice walk. I was not the only one wanting to greet the afternoon sunshine. Others were out walking their pets or with one another. I like walks in my neck of the woods. I might not know every family personally, but I can see the threads of their lives as I walk by. Foreign plates in the neighborhood for visits, children who must be somebody's relatives, pets I haven't seen before... holidays are great for this kind of psychic connection.
Since I'd been up so early, I made it an early bedtime, too. Food was good. Activity was line in the sand. And Sunday is another day.
Speaking of Sunday: Remember my talking about how our local marathon sells out so fast? WELL! Would you believe once they opened it yesterday for the half marathon distance? Sold out in 11 hours! It's full. If you were thinking of it and haven't done it... it's too late now. I got my slot early, thank goodness, because they held off the shotgun of registration for the half, and I was looking to do the full. I have to wonder how many signed on for 26.2... I am pumped.
Today's workout plan: long and slow on the treadmill. Not gonna risk those slippery roads/sidewalks.
Other items on the ticket: buy my roast for Christmas dinner (small).
Saturday, December 22, 2012
I just posted my status that I have no specific plans for the next four days. That's not entirely true... I have no specific social commitments over the next four days, which include a couple of the most emotion- and memory-filled dates on the calendar: Christmas eve and Christmas day.
So many memories. So much tradition. So much feeling. And none of the structure of the past applies to this year.
I blogged some early plans, but I find I need to reinforce my pep talk as I enter the days. You see, I had planned to work on Monday. The snow storm messed with my internal calendar. Then yesterday afternoon, I got the word I have Monday off, too. Not that I don't appreciate it, but it wasn't my primary plan. And now, here it is, apparently of a sudden, staring me in the face: the dreaded Holiday Weekend. Yes, I said it. Christmas. Dreaded.
Add a touch of insomnia: I found myself awake at 2 a.m., kept the eyes closed... still awake at 3... finally gave up and got up by 4. Sigh. Read a chapter or two in a book. Took a shower. Made the bed. Came downstairs. Brewed the coffee. Will have breakfast between 6 and 7. Have my consultation with my JC center this morning. Will grocery shop. Maybe squeeze in a haircut.
I am plotting my Christmas dinner for one. I'm thinking beef... and I started thinking crock it with cabbage, carrots and onions... a warm, hearty, healthy Christmas dinner. Not too big a piece of meat, since I'm the only one eating it and that means leftovers.
I know I have a couple of runs in the schedule. That should help. But I'm going to let myself feel nostalgic, sad, all those things, too. That's plan B. And I think I might just clean house and start getting my New Year's organization going. OMG, I said that out loud?
Anyway, I shall think of all my extended Spark family, and hope that they are doing well... hugging your loved ones, worshipping in your own ways, and staying SAFE, especially, if you're traveling.
I shall survive! And even thrive! Because I Spark.
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