My extended family is a mix of everything (we’re all mutts!) so I’ve come to love all winter holidays.
We celebrate Christmas at my house, but if someone doesn’t stop by with latkes, tamales …
And/or wish me a happy Kwanzaa this time of year –
Well, it just doesn’t feel right.
Winter in Laguna Beach.
A lot has been, and will be, going on at the Twenty Four At Heart household this holiday season.
Yesterday, after PT, my brain began to emerge from the fog of the past few pain-filled weeks.
This is a look at some of the chaos going on in my personal life right now:
My youngest son, PR, is on winter break from high school for the next two weeks. He likes to “make music.”
He’s pretty good too, but did I mention LOUDLY?
My oldest son, RC, is currently spending a week with Pretty’s family.
She’s still (very) pretty. Life is funny sometimes – the way it draws people together.
RC flies home tomorrow and he’ll be here for three weeks. The minute he arrives our house will be flooded with all his friends. They all “lived” at out our house while growing up too. It’s like I gave birth to one kid, but got ten. They’re a package deal. (And they’re packaged at my house!) Most of them are now over six feet tall. They squish me with monster bear hugs, then hunt around in my pantry to see what I’ve bought to feed them.
TR also arrives home mid-week. She’s moving back to California and will be living with us until she rents her own apartment. She already has a job secured in Los Angeles. And yes, it IS entertainment-industry related. (Isn’t every job in Los Angeles?) Orange County to L.A. is a nasty commute. I’m sure she’ll get an apartment in record time to avoid hours upon hours of commuting. (It will be SO nice to have her back in California.)
Briefcase has always traveled a lot, but I’ve barely seen him the last four months. There have been Big.Business.Things going on with his company. He’s taking a few days off around Christmas. I might die from the shock of having everyone in my immediate family home at the same time.
I’ve been forced to take a lot of shortcuts with holiday-related things this year due to my Trip To Hell in recent weeks.
I’m not sending out a single greeting card this year.
I have way fewer outdoor and indoor holiday decorations up. Briefcase even hung the stockings this year. (He hung them backwards, but it’s the first time he’s hung them ever.)
I’m not doing any baking. (I imagine my kids will, because they like to.)
Each of my three kids is being (or already has been) given a small “clothes budget.” It’s a Christmas gift, but to be spent only on clothes (which they’re old enough to pick out for themselves). This is an attempt to save my arm from hours of additional shopping. It also provides guaranteed benefits – what they pick out they’ll like, will fit, and won’t need to be exchanged. It might not be as “fun” as waking up Christmas morning to discover I bought them a purple polka dot sweater – but this year, it will have to do. (They’ll get some non-clothes gifts too. I’m not making them buy themselves every gift.)
I’ve cut way back on WHO is getting gifts this year, and also the number of gifts people will be getting. (Sorry if you got dropped off the list – I’ve been busy with my Trip to Hell.)
I’ve ordered a prime rib to cook for Christmas dinner – but I’ve not yet given the side dishes a thought.
I’ll cook a turkey too, sometime in the days following Christmas. (They’re great to fix when there are a lot of people in the house … leftovers!)
Oh, at some point in the next ten days I also have to get a car since the lease is up on my current one.
Just for fun,
I’m squeezing in several PT appointments as fast as New PT can book them.
They really aren’t optional in my current state.
I don’t have enough going on ….
P.S. Scratch my comment about the car. Briefcase just came home with a car he bought me for Christmas. I’m pretty sure it’s smarter than I am. Wow!!