I had a truly stellar Christmas, so stellar that noon on Tuesday was the first time I thought of Refab (and that was with Jenny’s prompting). It was glorious! Christmas Eve was just Richie and me – we stopped and visited with Sally after picking up some last minute things – I made seafood chowder, we lit all the candles, finished our decorating, then watched the George C. Scott version of a Christmas carol, in between face timing with Tim and the grandkids.
I was pretty tired. We’re having hellacious weather (lots of snow, some ice, and then the bottom of the thermometer is going to shatter) – so both of us snuggled down for a long winter’s nap (me listening to a cute Christmas romance on my iPhone, only to have it suddenly ring at 8 in the morning (we we exhausted so still sound asleep.) It was the grandkids in New Mexico, two hours earlier, opening their presents, excited and happy. I was on the iPad, the other grandparents on the iPhone, and we watched them romp around in joy. I’d made Christmas pajamas for all of them, and Alex was proudly wearing his (Ali was wearing hers later that day) from a large amount of Hello Kitty Christmas flannel I’d bought for Daniel when he was a kid, and they looked adorable.
I’m a very advanced soul – I just thought I might mention that in case you missed it along the way (there needs to be an ironic font). Y’all know how much I love American Girl dolls, how I’ve been making clothes for them, etc? Right now I have nine of them around the living room, all in their Christmas finery (I made Christmas outfits for those that didn’t have them). You aren’t supposed to have an American Girl doll until you’re between six and eight, but I’ve been working on doing stuff for Daniel’s old Kirsten, planning to give her and the full wardrobe to Ali when she was old enough since Ali has lots of swedish blood in her background (that’s the only thing we know about Tim’s background). But I discovered the Target version that were recommended for three and up, so I bought her one for her birthday and had lots of clothes for her, but when I gave it to her last spring she wasn’t that interested (she likes Barbies more because of their size) and Erin left it at her parents’ house because her car was too full.
Conveniently forgotten, of course, because her parents sent her an AG doll with tons of clothes and a backpack. A normal person would have a sulky fit, but I simply rolled my eyes (not when they could see me on FaceTime) and shrugged. I’ve always treaded carefully – dueling grandparents can be difficult. In fact, because Erin’s mother is extremely competitive and we’re latecomers (Alex was about one when I became Grandma Krissie) I tend to tread carefully.
So this is fine. I’m not sulky, but I deserve a little bit of self-congratulations for being.. such an evolved soul.
So we facetimed for a couple of hours, then I finally got to pee, then we had sausages and scrambled eggs, then Daniel called on FT, and we watched him open his presents, and then Erin called for help on setting up the PS4 Pro we gave them, (2nd ft with them), while I was making Risalamande (traditional Danish Christmas dessert). Then Jenny (Mini-me) FT, (she and Tim went out for early morning runs and then she took him out for a Christmas lunch, which was just perfect). Then Alex again, then we went to Sally’s (I’d been planning to make Gløgg and Smørbrød but I crashed, cried a little, cheered up, got to Sally’s and immediately Facetimed with Tim and then with the kids grandkids again while they facetimed Tim on another device. Finally we went home and I had the best night’s sleep in my entire life.
I’m sitting here by the Christmas tree watching Hallmark movies and snuggling under my delicious new electric throw (which, since the temperature won’t be reaching 0 degrees for the next few days it will be very timely – a present from Sally).
So now I’ll see and pick-up stuff and bake my grandmother’s julekage with no deadlines – we celebrate the entire week between Christmas and New Years. Life is quite wonderful. I have the best grandchildren in the world, wonderful friends (Jenny and Sally in particular), an excellent niece, fabulous children who seem to be emerging from long, difficult times. We won’t even mention that magnificent man I married. Plus two phenomenal cats.
I’m hard-wired to notice the good things around me – I think that’s partly why I’m happier than most people. Life is a banquet, and right now I have a groaning board.
Share some stories of your Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, so we can celebrate your time too.
And God bless us, everyone.