Okay, vacation is over. As you well know, I took half the month of November and almost all of December off from blogging. It's just so exhausting and time consuming to pour out my thoughts while being obsessed with grammar and spelling and then waiting with bated breath for validation from someone other than my husband. Anyway, it was a nice break and I guess I'm ready to get back to it.
Christmas is finally over, hallelujah! I love Jesus, but have you ever been to a party that was just too long? I think He would agree. The whole season, and I mean the "American Christmas" season, not Jesus' birthday, started waaaay too early for me this year so I'm just about ready to pack it all up. I had three parties at my house this year which means my house was spotless three times this month. It was nice. My parents and my sister and her family just left this morning so once again, it's a wreck. Just what I'm used to. Our tree is holding on by a thread. Random ornaments fall from it throughout the day like acorns in the fall. Oh, and Elliott is doing a very manly job of keeping the west side of our house warm with huge roaring fires, morning and night. In fact, he's out chopping wood right now. I do love a roaring fire.
This Saturday I'm going to Six Flags with some of the girls from church and I can't wait to ride the front row of the Titan with the ice cold wind in my face and tears streaming back into my ears. Anyone else excited?
I'll end with a funny conversation between my very sentimental daughter, Autie, and my very matter of fact son, John:
Autie: [singing a random Christmas carol]
John: Ewww. Stop singing that song. Christmas is over. In fact, today, we are the farthest away from Christmas that we could possibly get.
Autie: Uh uh. Christmas is right in the corner.
Me: I think you mean, right around the corner, sweetie.
John: Well, it's over.
By the way, I thought I would confess that I stayed in my pajamas all day today....and I loved it!