“When the cold comes to New England it arrives in sheets of sleet and ice. In December, the wind wraps itself around bare trees and twists in between husbands and wives asleep in their beds. It shakes the shingles from the roofs and sifts through cracks in the plaster. The only green things left are the holly bushes and the old boxwood hedges in the village, and these are often painted white with snow. Chipmunks and weasels come to nest in basements and barns; owls find their way into attics. At night,the dark is blue and bluer still, as sapphire of night.”
Alice Hoffman, Here on Earth

Monday, December 16, 2013

Holiday Survival

It's the craziest time of the year again! The boys and I are wrapping presents together and heaping them up together in big piles by family so that we don't accidentally give the wrong thing to the wrong grandpa or grandma.


I have disappeared on my friends. I keep canceling more and more things and not calling and not emailing because Christmas makes me feel likeI am underwater. I have been strategizing about that though, less insanity and more festive peace is goal one. I have lots of good ideas. More on that tomorrow.


Today we got a replacement for our suddenly flat tire instead of visiting friends, did a lot of laundry, snuggled with the very-clingy-at-the-moment baby and swept up a great many pine needles.


Tomorrow we hope to bake cookies. A very sane and limited number and variety of cookies. My goal is one tin full and a bunch of happily messy little boys. I think we can do it! Rah! Rah!


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1 comment:

  1. Thanks for making all the effort to come visiting for Christmas...for all the shower of wonderful presents (I'm wrapped in your snowy white afghan just now!) and for all the warmth and fun!! It is a crazy busy time of year, but I look forward to it ALL year long!

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