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It’s officially Christmas Eve. I’ve wrapped no gifts. Done no baking, unless you count the kiddo’s birthday cake. Haven’t grocery shopped. Still need to make the switch from birthday tree to Christmas tree. IZ is miserable with a sinus infection (and now no doctor to see!) and the boy woke up with 102 temp accompanied by vomiting. Oh and our cat decided to sneak outside for a walk about the neighborhood this evening, which means I’m still waiting for her naughty self to saunter back home so I can go to bed.

I’m ready for December to end.

On that note, I am officially calling the year over on this blog. I’ll be back in January, which sounds like an eternity but is really only a week away. It’s difficult for me to leave this week, it’s probably my favorite time of year to write. But this December has not been kind: hurricanes and flus and crazy encounters! Oh My! I’m ready to leave this retched month behind. I can’t quite bring my self to “feel it” this year and there is little point in forcing myself to smile like I mean it. What I am feeling is the urge to hibernate, hang out with my boys, and collect my thoughts a bit. Maybe actually sew something. . . craft a little, sleep a little, eat a lot! I think I’ll run with that for a week—a wee bit of self care goes a long way. Might I suggest some of you consider some self care too?

I hope that this holiday brings you peace and you face this New Year with a sense of hope. Thank you all for your love and presence this year. You’ve made writing this “little blog” so worthwhile. For your comments and laughter, friendship and support, I am eternally grateful. I couldn’t have a better community of readers.

Hark! I hear the tinkling of little bells on my porch. Unless Santa is a day early, that will be Snickers wanting in and my signal to say good night and au revoir. Until the New Year, I am wishing all of you a lovely holiday.

Joyeux Noël ,

Wendelynn