No one is more appalled when stores start putting Christmas goods on the shelves in August than my dear dad. Mine is a family that likes things to be in their proper order, and for my dad especially, that means NO signs whatsoever of Christmas until Thanksgiving. And because Thanksgiving has always been the start of the Christmas season I revel in so much, Thanksgiving has long been far and away my favorite day of the year.
Growing up, the morning was special in itself as my brother and I fought over whether to turn the TV to football or the Macy's Thanksgiving day parade. (Sadly, my brother does not appreciate those snippets of Broadway performances the same way I do. Okay, fine. He doesn't appreciate them at all.) I can't help it; there just simply seems to be an atmosphere of happiness and hope for the season to come on Thanksgiving morning that captivates me. Then of course there's the big meal itself to look forward to, which is even easier to look forward to when one has a chef at home as talented and dedicated as my mom. But my favorite part of the day was always when the meal came to an end and my dad would finally allow me to dig out the Christmas decorations and blare the Christmas CDs (usually kicked off with Miss Mariah Carey). I always had the house almost entirely decorated by the end of the day--with some help, of course, from the rest of the family.
For the most part, I still hold off on all things Christmas until Thanksgiving. But something set me off this morning, and you will never guess what it was. Well, I never would have guessed it anyway. Tony Bennet sang "I'll Be Home for Christmas" on the Today Show. That opened the flood gates. When I was in sixth grade, I saw Tony Bennett's Christmas show in Branson with my church choir, and, I'm not gonna lie. It was pretty magical.
So the Christmas spirit started creeping in on me before Thanksgiving this year, and I've decided I'm okay with it. I've been pretty bored (and boring!) the last couple weeks, and this change is refreshing. And besides that, Thanksgiving is pretty late this year. It's not even a full month before Christmas!! So I'm declaring this the week of Thanksgiving. I'm listening to Christmas music as I write this, thanking God for His son, and I might just start decorating at any moment. It is my own home, after all, and several states away from my parents.
Just don't tell my dad, okay?
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Mooching ideas
Hey friends. Are you feeling creative today? I hope so. I'm in need of some creativity, and I'm looking to you to find it. I may be using you, but I use you because you're brilliant. :-D
I have too much time on my hands these days and am trying not to just waste my days away. Thus, I'm hoping to get a jumpstart on this year's Christmas list, but I'm also hoping for a little help. Any innovative Christmas present ideas--either for this year or for past years? (Is it too early to ask you all to answer that question?) And, as a somewhat unrelated question, anyone cutting back on gifts this year?
I have too much time on my hands these days and am trying not to just waste my days away. Thus, I'm hoping to get a jumpstart on this year's Christmas list, but I'm also hoping for a little help. Any innovative Christmas present ideas--either for this year or for past years? (Is it too early to ask you all to answer that question?) And, as a somewhat unrelated question, anyone cutting back on gifts this year?
Friday, November 7, 2008
Goodbye to wisdom
Boy, has this been one lazy week.
Justin had his wisdom teeth taken out on Monday, which means he was ordered to stay home from work for three days to recover. He was doing pretty well by the end of the first day, but I'm glad he had a couple extra days to rest. But it made for a really lazy week for both of us.
I have to say, though, I wasn't prepared for the post-surgery entertainment. Justin was pretty out of it for the first 45 mins or so, and he was talking and playing little pranks like a 5-year-old. Although, during the first 10 mins I really had to use my imagination to figure out what he was saying, what with all the gauze still in his mouth and the anesthesia wearing off.
After his surgery, two nurses helped him out of a wheelchair and into the car and said he had come out like Rocky. Justin started weakly punching the air, with his eyes half closed and mouth hanging open. He was very effusive with the nurses, telling them thank you and giving them two thumbs up, wanting to make quite sure that everyone knew they were appreciated. Then we pulled into the Walgreen's drive through, and as I was talking with the pharmacist about the order, Justin kept waving and saying hello as she tried not to laugh.
On the way home he was starting to come around more and was repeating some of the stories he had told me earlier. I would finish his stories and he would ask, still in a little kid voice, "How did you know that?" and I would say, "You already told me!" And then he would giggle and say, "Oh. I don't remember." I so wish you could hear him say it in that voice. It was adorable and hilarious.
I hope that story gives you half the chuckle it gave me. I know it's not as funny second hand. Do any of you have amusing anesthesia stories to share?
Justin had his wisdom teeth taken out on Monday, which means he was ordered to stay home from work for three days to recover. He was doing pretty well by the end of the first day, but I'm glad he had a couple extra days to rest. But it made for a really lazy week for both of us.
I have to say, though, I wasn't prepared for the post-surgery entertainment. Justin was pretty out of it for the first 45 mins or so, and he was talking and playing little pranks like a 5-year-old. Although, during the first 10 mins I really had to use my imagination to figure out what he was saying, what with all the gauze still in his mouth and the anesthesia wearing off.
After his surgery, two nurses helped him out of a wheelchair and into the car and said he had come out like Rocky. Justin started weakly punching the air, with his eyes half closed and mouth hanging open. He was very effusive with the nurses, telling them thank you and giving them two thumbs up, wanting to make quite sure that everyone knew they were appreciated. Then we pulled into the Walgreen's drive through, and as I was talking with the pharmacist about the order, Justin kept waving and saying hello as she tried not to laugh.
On the way home he was starting to come around more and was repeating some of the stories he had told me earlier. I would finish his stories and he would ask, still in a little kid voice, "How did you know that?" and I would say, "You already told me!" And then he would giggle and say, "Oh. I don't remember." I so wish you could hear him say it in that voice. It was adorable and hilarious.
I hope that story gives you half the chuckle it gave me. I know it's not as funny second hand. Do any of you have amusing anesthesia stories to share?
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