Happy Birthday to Me

One big hindrance to my blogging ability has been the capacity of my computer.  My sweet husband and his parents fixed this problem this morning.  I have my very own Mac.  Now when I figure out how to use it, I will be a blogging machine.  Except that the other hindrance is the ten distractions that walk up and say, "mom, mom, mom..." I don't really want to get rid of them, so I guess I'll have to make a mental adjustment there.  Rick told me that I should give my blog a new name, "More blogging, less swearing."  I'm going to stick with Letting Love Cover It.

We put up the tree yesterday (finally).  Once again we managed to have tears before the whole saga was said and done.  My dad brought us a fresh tree from his property.  It is on the tall and lean side.  We got all of the ornaments up, I sat down to admire the glory, when it started to get closer.  It fell at my feet with the lovely sounding of shattering glass.  I laughed.  Helen ran to the corner and curled up in a ball and sobbed.  The ball she made in kindergarten was in at least a thousand pieces.  My favorite glass fish that Madie had gotten as a baby was also part of the shrapnel.  It was sad, but that's life.  We anchored it to the wall with caution tape.  One of the kids asked why we had caution tape.  "Doesn't everyone?"  I asked.  Well, we do.

Several friends met me for coffee this morning to celebrate my birthday before we all headed home to man our kitchens for the day.  It is a lovely Christmas tradition.  We get a little bit of friendly cheer before we go home to serve our families.  Most us have large families which we have concluded makes holiday travel unpleasant for us and our hosts.  If you are contemplating a large family it would be good to take note, summer get togethers with extended family are much less stressful.  Make some special family traditions with your own family and be willing to let them be more flexible as your children become adults and have their own families.  Life is always growing, don't get too used to your current situation, it will change.  For now I am very thankful that all of my kids are home, there is a lovely blanket of white covering the landscape, there is a pot of stew simmering on the stove, and my dad is downstairs napping on my bean bag.  It is a very good day.

Merry Christmas to all of you!  May this coming year bring you many blessings and much grace.