2012 movie poster
Ah , a new year is upon us once again. I am ringing it in as I recover from the flu. Who needs streamers and horns when you can have fevers and headaches instead? I feel like I celebrated in reverse and got the hangover first, but I don’t drink. Oh irony, how I love thee.
Being that it is 2012 tomorrow, I was thinking about the end of the world coming. You know, like in the crapstastic movie of the same name from last year? I laughed when I saw the website offered a link to create your own end of the world playlist. Who wouldn’t want a sound track to kick the bucket to? How thoughtful.
We survived, enjoyed the holiday yesterday, with the exception of an email hacking and the stomach flu (ho, ho, hurl). How about you and your family? I take my turn at a “poetic” description of our Christmas travels last year over at the Eye Roll Diaries today, so come visit!
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you and your family! I can’t say that I am sad to see 2011 go, but I am grateful for the many blessings God has given to me.
I broke the cardinal rule of raising teens-do not embarrass them, ever. Though technically, I can do this just by breathing too loudly or wearing something that’s not cool (uh, that would be most of my wardrobe apparently). Join me at eye roll diaries today where you can read all about my latest parent fail. What have you done lately to embarrass your kids? Make me feel better and share….
My youngest son and I wrangle teach a group of ten first graders at our church every Sunday morning. I laughed when I heard another leader liken this to herding cats. We are smack dab in the middle of a four week series on the Christmas story (surprising, I know) but our church is extremely creative in presenting it in a way that our kids can grasp. As our pastor mentioned last week, the church as a whole often complicates a very uncomplicated message at Christmas, that God loved the world so much that He sent us his son.
I always loved that song. Jim Croce was an amazing lyricist! Click over to my other blog I share with Debbie and Diane, the eye roll diaries for a new post on baby albums and why neither of my boys has one (they are both teens).
My friend Jaime is trying to convince me to let her write a post for me on an online dating site. The thought of going online again after a few years makes me feel slightly nauseated, but she continued to try and sway me. ”I miss your stories about your ”adventures” and I want you to start dating again!” she wailed. Yes, she wants me to start dating again, mostly for her entertainment. There was the poor man who knocked all the silverward off the table twice and hit the waitress accidentally, and the drunk Australian who sobbed about his ex-wife through our first (and only) date. Good times. But the guy who raved about his pet, Ms. Kitty, for over an hour without asking me one question, was her personal favorite. Obviously, they were not great dates for me. However, they left her laughing until she practically peed her pants (and evidently they made her appreciate her husband a lot).
Each year I decorate less and less for the holidays. It seems a bit of a hassle to drag it all down from the attic and cram angels and garland into every nook and cranny like I used to do when my boys were toddlers. They are now teens and although they are happy to continue to provide me with a long Christmas wish list, thankfully they now understand that Santa has a budget. But it makes me a little sad to leave the Elf on the Shelf in his box, and that the magical part of the holiday has been tucked away too.
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