You guys, possibly the best thing about moving back up here is spending Christmas night in my own bed! Had a great couple of days with the family -- including a really wonderful service last night -- but I just don't sleep well in their house. I waited as long as I could and finally got up to see what time it was.... at 6:45. Oops. Ah well.
And the big news from the other side of my family? My cousin's husband has been nominated to be the ambassador to the US (from where he's from, which I somehow feel like would be too identifying to mention at this point). Fancy!
The Santa thing... it is... WEIRD. Just so, SO many weird dynamics
It is. This is admittedly less about myths and more about everyday weird family dynamics. I have a small martini now so it's ok.
My daughter basically implied that she knows Santa does exist, but she enjoys the belief all the same. So I happily played along with her.
Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and blessings.
Matt,
Oh and I agree re: pope. I was surprised to see he is in such I'll health.
Connie, that's in the promo material, so I don't know if it needs to be white fonted. It's certainly a selling point.
Very animated Christmas dinner. *Now* my parents find out how much they sacrificed my emotional wellbeing for school. Apparently they feel bad. Now.
Lots of heated discussion, since the election is before the new year.
My head hurts and I want to go bed, but guests are still here.
My sister no doubt hates me, since she just did the washing up, after nine people. We have a dishwasher, but still.
Any Buffistas in Berkeley, Indianapolis, Milwaukee, or surrounding Chicago areas looking for work? Half Price Book Stores in those areas are looking for FT workers.
I just held an Olympic gold medal!
VERY COOL!
My daughter basically implied that she knows Santa does exist, but she enjoys the belief all the same.
When my kids made the transition, they were happy to go along with "believing". Shoot, they still flip between helping me Santa shop and being excited to see what Santa put in their stockings.
We just had Chinese food and K-Bug has already gone off to bed. She has to be at work at 2am to prep for the after Christmas sales.
I have to admit, probably to no one's surprise, that I not only never believed in Santa, but I also felt it was my responsibility to torpedo the belief for everyone else. I still have a strangely difficult time with the concept (basically, I don't see why you need to believe in magic to have it), and I'd never raise a child that way. I couldn't get the words out of my mouth with sincerity.
Turkey dinner went well. People could have acted a little less surprised at how well it went.
