I'm just gonna say it, and you'll please humor me by acting at least a bit surprised: I didn't finish even half of the things on this week's "Must Do Before Xmas" list. No, seriously. Biggest casualty: holiday cards. They're sitting in the not-yet-nursery-room in a pile, this close to being ready to send out, but lack addresses or personal notes, both of which are necessary. I thought of sending them out in today's mail, even though this would mean "post-holiday" delivery, but since everyone on "The List" will soon enough be bombarded with birth announcements and cute/cuddly pictures, I've decided to let the holiday cards pass once again. We have received So Many wonderful cards this year that I have officially become The Woman Who Decorates the House with Christmas Cards. They're all over the piano, the fridge, and the table, which is good because I couldn't bear getting out any other decorations this year (because - dare I mention it again? - the baby's room is so very far from being done, and a bigger mess is not called for).
I have managed to get loads of baking done (to prepare 30 goodie bags for doormen, porters, co-workers, and neighbors), and even made cupcakes from scratch for the first time ever. They taste all right, but they look a little, uh, Homemade. Ah, well. The thought must be the thing that counts this year.
Which is good, because I'm thinking of you all and wish you the most wonderful, reflective, joyous, and relaxing holiday weekend ever. It's been a year filled to the brim with trials and triumphs in my life, and I'm revelling in the lessons I've learned, the people I've gained even through the loss, and the incredible miracle on the way.
Posted by rightmoon at December 23, 2005 02:25 AMMerry Christmas, honey. You and Bear deserve a wonderful 2006 and the arrival of Emma in January is just the beginning of a very blessed year for you. Love ya!
Posted by: Aunt Donna at December 23, 2005 07:21 PM