Back to Routine

I enjoy the holidays, but being a creature of routine, am infinitely happy when the house is quiet and orderly again.  DD1 was excited to get back to college, which is just another punctuation mark as to how she feels there.  She’ll be just as happy to back home after finals.  My son was back at school, hubby at work, and DD2 at her home school work.  Ahhh.

I was not made to host big holiday meals.  I really don’t enjoy cooking.  My mother-in-law loves to cook and is quite lavish when she has us over around Christmas.  I can cook, but am only okay at it.  I enjoy baking and am decent with that.  Thank Heaven that DH doesn’t like to have a traditional Christmas dinner!  We only did that when Dad was alive and he and Mom came here on Christmas day.

My Thanksgiving meal is bare bones and simple.  DH likes Stove Top and gravy from a jar, which helps.  Truly, he is not a fan of those in home made form.  I usually make one non-traditional dish for my kiddos, who are not a fan of turkey and trimmings.  The past two years it’s been spaghetti casserole – an alfredo version as my kids are also not huge fans of tomato sauce.  I’m still exhausted at the end of the day.

When I was a teen/young twenty-something, I thought that I would make cut-out sugar cookies for every holiday and decorate to an inch of the home’s life.  Reality is that I make the sugar cookies for Christmas and occasionally one other holiday in the year and I don’t decorate for any other holiday at all.

The cats helped me out with that.  We never put the Easter baskets out until the night before because they ate the grass.  The baskets sat out for a couple of days with the goodies before one cat ingested too much plastic grass and I’d whip the baskets back into storage.  The other cat chewed and stole Christmas bows from the packages, while the first was known for yarfing up pretty much every day, often several times a day.  Yes, she saw the vet over it, but she was just a yarfer.  So, with these facts in mind, presents didn’t go under the tree until after the kids went to bed on Christmas Eve.

It will be strange to not have a kitty around this Christmas, but we are working on remodeling so new kitties can come live with us.  Next year the bottom of the tree will be devoid of ornaments again.  One thing I love is seeing a cat under the tree all safe and snug, and it’s great when they play with wrapping paper on Christmas morning.

We put the tree up while DD1 was home, although it was touch-and-go as to whether or not the projects would be to the point where we’d have the space.  DH wants to get the popcorn ceiling in the front room down ASAP, so the tree may have to come down on the 26th, whereas we usually leave it up until the first of the new year.  I’m anxious to get rid of the popcorn too.  You just don’t realize how dark and dingy it looks until a smooth ceiling is in the room next to it.

The church formal Christmas party is in two weeks, so I need to kick it in to gear and finish DD2’s dress.  Sometimes I need a deadline to light the fire.  It’s partially sewn, but has a lot of work yet to be done.

Our color printer died (we have a b&w for home school) and we had not printed the picture of the kids for the Christmas cards yet.  Fortunately, I had a deal for Shutterfly and we didn’t have to pay too much.  Now I hope they’ll come when they’re supposed to, although I haven’t started the cards yet.  Anyway, the relatives would be quite put out if no picture was enclosed.

So much yet to do.  Yet here I sit on the computer.  Good luck with all of your own preparations for the holidays!

About homereferee

I'm a stay at home mom who sometimes feels more like a tape recorder yelling, "Get apart!".
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