Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Fa la la la la it's finally over

I love Christmastime! I love the family part, the Jesus part (Advent is my favorite time of the year at church!), getting to make festive treats, the buying things for people and they can't give you the "you should not have done that" look part, the getting to run around like a crazy person part...okay not that.

We have a bazillion Christmas functions to go to. This is what happens when your parents get divorced and remarried - both sets of parents, yours and your husbands. You end up with a thousand Christmas functions. Which is great, until they all plan them on the same day and it feels like this...

Hello - thanks for the food and gifts, here are your gifts, Merry Christmas, BYE!

Repeat, 40 more times...or maybe 7...that is correct, we had 8 Christmas functions that we attended this year, all family.

We are blessed to have so much family. I really do try to keep my complaining about all the running during Christmas to the fact that we don't get to spend very much time with any of the family.

If we could spread Christmas out a little and get to spend more than a few hours at each of our family gatherings I would enjoy it a lot more.

Having changed our schedules for some to "every other year" has helped. As in we only go to step family gatherings on the "off" year. It has helped but we still miss seeing them (obviously this was NOT the off year) when we don't go.

There is no happy medium so I just embrace the chaos as much as possible and smile when the family members fill Carly up on candy and crap food - she still doesn't understand why she can't have cookies for breakfast.

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Welcome to my world. Nothing too exciting going on here....I am a teacher and enjoy telling my friends about the interesting things that happen in my daily life. I find the most pleasure in the simple things that occur daily. Like the brilliant sunsets as I drive home from work or the way Maggie whimpers and paws when she dreams in the kitchen or the way Cody starts my car when he leaves for work just because he knows I don't like to be cold.