Six weeks ago when I flipped the calendar page from October to November, I was greeted by a scotch-taped list titled "Christmas Ideas" -- ways to make Christmas less stressful (do the cards early, shop early, buy generic gifts for forgotten events, etc.) Now there's less than a week to go and I've moved the list to next November, in the spirit of "at least there's always next year..."
This (or I should say, buried under all this disaster) is our kitchen. If you can stomach the sight, and frankly I can't, which is why I'm here blogging at 10:30pm instead of cleaning it, you may notice the following:
1. Half-eaten gingerbread house. I never actually granted permission for the kids to eat it, which is why it's only half-eaten and not completely gone. They think I haven't noticed yet.
2. Playdough from the preschool gift exchange, which despite my many pleas, never made it into the playdough box.
3. Plate of leftovers from the ward Christmas breakfast, which everyone promised they would eat and now no one will eat except the dog.
4. Assorted Christmas projects from the last day of school, newspaper ads from this week's sales, receipts from today's hellacious trip to the mall.
5. Envelopes from the Christmas cards we received this year. I can't throw them away yet because I lost my address book in the summer's hard drive crash.
6. Quantities of measuring cups, baking sheets, spices, sugars, sprinkles, etc. from making spiced nuts, peanut-butter kiss cookies, cranberry bread, spritz cookies, and toffee. Two batches of each because Tyler kept upping the number of plates he needed for the families he and the ward missionaries are working with.
7. Ribbon, tags, gift bags and plates for #6.
8. Cup from Del Taco when I told Tyler at 4:00, if you want dinner, you either make it or buy it (see #6 and #7).
9. Leftover programs from the Relief Society Christmas dinner I was in charge of.
10. Assorted deposits, fragments, leavings, rubble, scree, sediment, shavings, and detritus that accompany the "most wonderful time of the year." I have new appreciation for a friend who was so burned out last year that by the time her husband and kids woke up from their post-Christmas-dinner naps, she had taken down the tree, boxed up the decorations, and put it all back in the garage.
3 comments:
I found you! Hey, fun blog! Thank you so so so much for letting our Terror, I mean Terra come visit. I hope that she wasn't too much trouble.
I love- love the picture- the truth of it all should be what we all see in the silly Christmas books, of which I have too many!!
I think I need to take a picture of my entire house, to show you I have you beat by a mile!!!
I wish you a happy next week - when school starts again and you are left alone with your own case of the 10 day flu and you are forced to stay home and read a book a day in your own bed!!! Love Vicki
Hi, this is Jenny's sister. I loved reading about your Christmas and the picture of the counter makes me feel right at home! Thanks for a good laugh and a healthy dose of reality.
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