Tonight my heart is with all my fellow single parents who, like me, are not in a loud, boisterous, houseful of friends and family, or even having a nice quiet, peaceful, contemplative evening with their beloveds. So, so many of my fellow single parent bloggers have been having such a rough go of the holiday season this year, and frankly, I feel much less alone knowing that I’m not the only one who has been having such difficulty finding the Christmas Spirit.
I’m happy to report, however, that I finally found it. And just in the nick of time! Today has been a busy, cheery, productive day, that started with me finishing decorating the tree. The RK and I got the tree put together a couple of nights ago, and then last night we were going to deck it out. But…Mom had the bright idea of putting in the movie “Pearl Harbor,” and because she LOVES that movie SOOOOO much, her attention was 100% undivided to it. I did get the lights & the ribbon strung around the tree, and when the RK finally went to bed well after midnight (because that’s just the kind of mom I am during the holidays), I had thought I would hang the ornaments as well. Yeah…NOT happening. My butt fell right into my cozy beddy-bye, too. So I got up this morning and the ornaments were hung. Then it was off to Meijer! Christmas shopping! My mom graciously sent us close to $200 in the mail this week, so I dropped the IB off at the babysitter’s (who just as graciously offered to watch him for me a while this morning), and headed out to fill a cart with all sorts of goodies. I spent probably 2 hours in the store, and came out with a few Christmas presents for my boys (and a Crock-Pot for me! YAY!), and groceries to boot. Gotta cook something special up for Christmas dinner, ya know. It’s gonna be ham, fresh green beans, and a Stouffer’s mac & cheese (the RK requested mac & cheese, but I refuse to eat anything out of a blue box on Christmas!), and brown & serve rolls.
Came home, got the groceries unpacked (the presents were hiding under a blanket in the back of the car, and I informed the RK that this time he would not be helping me unload), made some homemade Chex Mix (because to me, it wouldn’t be Christmas without it!), did laundry, and then…
…went to shovel off my driveway the thick, slushy mess that used to be snow. The temperature was 40º and it was raining today.
It’s not supposed to rain on Christmas! WTF? My next-door neighbor came out and helped me…and thank God for that. I couldn’t have done it all on my own. And my biceps are barkin’ even as I type this right now.
We’ve had an ungodly amount of snow over the last few days. There are literally MOUNTAINS bordering my driveway where the snow has been shoveled (or snowblowed…thanks to my other neighbor) and piled. Last Friday we were working on a skeleton crew because so many people couldn’t get in to work. (Living only two miles away, I had no excuse. DAMMIT!)
So here I sit, with the lights down low, my biceps aching, Christmas tree twinkling ever-so-peacefully, and a wine glass of egg nog with a shot of Captain Morgan’s in it. YUM! My boys are off with their dad until noon tomorrow, and I’m about to turn into a present-wrapping fool in a little bit. Not only do I have the things that I bought today to wrap, but also the very large box of stuff from the classmate of the IB’s babysitter who so generously ‘adopted’ us!
To all those whose Christmas has been made difficult and stressful by this wild weather we’re having, blessings to you. May you find an unexpected peace and joy in your trying circumstances, and here’s wishing you a quick and safe resolution to your travel woes!
To all those city/county/state workers across the northern half of the nation who work 16-hour shifts doing everything in their power to keep our roads safe and clean when the wicked winter weather is so effortlessly making them dangerous, blessings to you as well. Thank you. All we do is bitch and moan about how it always takes so long to get to ‘our street’, but you guys are doing the best you can with what limited resources are provided you. Peace to your households, renewal in your spirit, and joy to you and those you hold most dear.
To my readers:
Thank you so much for reading! My heart overflows with gratitude for sticking with me, and for offering your thoughts, advice, and especially your encouragement in my comments section. Most of you are merely nameless faceless ticks on a statcounter, but I love you all dearly. I wish you a blessed, peace-filled holiday!
And finally, to all my single parent brothers and sisters:
My heart is with you. I am with you in spirit. Peace and comfort to you…
…and a big ol’ glass of egg nog with a healthy shot of spiced rum!