Christmas
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All that glitters
That extra sparkle about me this season? It ain’t Christmas cheer. It’s that daggone glitter on the wrapping paper. Seriously, wrapping paper with glitter on it should come with a warning label. CAUTION: Contents of this shrink-wrapped tube of paper contain microscopic bits of green sparkles that will stick to every surface they contact, including Continue reading
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Bee-bopping the Christmas Bread
It’s raisin bread day. And I’m hopping around the kitchen with Pentatonix “Carol of the Bells” on repeat, trying to nail my part. The KitchenAid mixer is thumping bread dough in time to the music. Maywood Man joins in with the tenor part. Oh how they pound, raising the sound. Who knows what the bees Continue reading
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Are you ready?
It is the dreaded count-down-to-Christmas question. It is the opener for probably every conversation during December…especially among women. On Friday, this question launched a teaching colleague into a rant on how much cooking she had to do for the holidays and how she was never going to find time to do it. Then everyone else in Continue reading
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Christmas Trauma
I don’t know whether my youngest daughter had the most traumatic childhood ever or whether she’s just the best at guilting me over it. For years, she has been giving me grief for not buying a Baby’s First Ornament for her the year she was born. Her oldest sister has a lovely Hallmark ornament from her Continue reading
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I’m not Santa
I’m not Santa. I have played his representative at this household for …um…thirty years, but I suddenly find that my term is over. All my girls have their own little ones and, hence, have assumed the role of Santa for themselves. And all my girls have their own guys who are responsible for ensuring Christmas happiness and Continue reading
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peace on earth
Discord. Joyful images to “like” on Facebook: six year old grandson grinning the gap in his smile from his newly yanked front tooth; one year old twins in candy-cane striped pjs caught in the act of “emptying” the dishwasher and trying to escape Mom’s “wrath.” Candlelight images pleading for us all to pray for the Continue reading
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‘Twas the week before Christmas
‘Twas the week before Christmas and all through the house No one was ready, least of all my spouse. Stockings are ready to hang in a few, But what will go in them, I haven’t a clue. Hubby’s off on his errands with traffic to battle In our ’99 Jeep with a muffler rattle. And Continue reading
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Christmas is a time…
This morning I had the weirdest tune stuck in my head. It was from Psalty’s Christmas Calamity, a record (yes, record!) that we had when the girls were little. The amazingly creative chorus went like this: Christmas is a time, Christmas is a time, Christmas is a time to love. (repeat) I don’t remember the Continue reading
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