Normally I am in full swing by now and have music on with Christmas carols and the feeling of joy and happiness in my heart.. This year has been a little harder to get that way since the first cold snap hit Abilene last week dumping sleet and ice on us, moving my parents in the house in said ice and sleet , cooking a meal fit for 12 and only having 7 eat, and going out with the grumpiest people on earth on Black Friday and making it out with half of what we needed! I am just now getting the tree up and my ideal setup would have involved some sort of easy transition into the insanity of sparkling bulbs and tinsel. This year it is moving in boxes and boxes of stuff that makes me loathe the ideal of EVER moving again. My husband seems to think that it is fun filled moving to a new neighborhood and then trying to find my way around the city I have grown to love over the last two years I have lived here! I think that people do what they have to do in order to get by and mine is getting black trash bags and filling them full of clothes to donate and toys to give to the church so that they will have more things that babies can drool on and have fun with. In my head I am imagining a table with a red tablecloth and a house full of laughter and happiness that will start in less than three weeks as Christmas will come and go like the other Holidays this year!! My reality may be the screaming of kids fighting over the red spoon that my youngest uses on a daily basis and the sounds of war coming from my bedroom while the husband plays another round of Call of Duty ....
This week I will start the festivities by digging out every imaginable decoration and smile as my house fills with the scent of Cinnamon and the house is decorated with everything to help my spirits . Next will be the trip to the Abilene moms premier/ my favorite things party and then onto the parade of lights!! Hopefully by the end of those things I'll be right where I need to be. No my house will not look like the newest edition of Better Homes and Gardens, but one can only dram of the dreamy look of a fireplace lit with stockings and garland on every imaginable surface in the house.
