I don’t feel like telling any stories today. Instead, here are a few of the thoughts that are swirling through my head. Keep in mind that Christmas is not my favorite time of the year, so if I sound cranky here it is because I am. And quite frankly, why aren’t you cranky too?
:: I haven’t started to address and sign our Christmas cards yet. I thought that I’d leave that task until tomorrow when I have the morning to devote to it. I like to send cards because they are personal– or at least they can be when done right. The right way according to me? Hand signed. Group photos, if included, have the names of the people on the back. A newsletter, if included, is succinct. If someone does not abide by the above, then I tend to doubt that he or she is sincere when sending the Christmas card. And I remember this.
:: I spent the weekend cooking. On Saturday I tried a new recipe for roasted chicken with root vegetables that was a failure. The only thing that we could salvage from it was the roasted red beets– the rest of it never cooked right. On the other hand on Sunday, I jazzed up an old tuna noodle casserole recipe. I turned a plain dish into a grown-up feast by using WW pasta, adding some white wine, throwing in some smoked paprika, topping with
panko bread crumbs spicy chipotle pita chips + gourmet parmesan cheese. *yum*
:: Anyone else finding the incessant Christmas music in all the stores to be especially annoying this year? I dislike it to begin with, but in light of the Sandy Hook Massacre I find the jolliness of it to be inappropriate… rude… disrespectful. Live music has heart, but this stuff is just wrong. We are a nation in mourning this Christmastime. And the music, which can easily be changed, needs to reflect this.
:: There is no sign of snow around here; instead, we have lots of rain and lots of gray skies. Some years December is like this. It makes for a less than festive atmosphere during what I am told it the most wonderful time of the year. While at night I enjoy the contrast of the bright outside lights juxtaposed against the late autumn gloom, during the day the grayness overwhelms me. Any thoughts that I might have of Christmas merriment dissipate into the bleakness.
:: We don’t exchange presents with very many people. When it comes to family, all anyone wants is gift cards/cash so that’s what we get them. EZPZ, no? I so enjoy giving the gift of shopping to other people who enjoy going shopping– unlike me. And as for the rest of our holiday gift giving, I am only beholden to find some small items which I either put into pretty bags with cheery tissue paper or wrap in simple paper with a wisp of ribbon. For us, gift giving is the easiest holiday thing that we do. *hallelujah*