And to all a goodnight…

Here I am, on my third (ok 4^th) glass of my favourite wine, reflecting on the last 24 hours.  I didn’t think I would get through it…but I did. 

I am pretty damn proud of myself.  I succeeded in completing all my baking on time, I decked the halls until I thought I would shoot garland out my ass and I managed to keep it together (well, most of the time).

The kids and I kept to some of our old traditions and started some new ones.  It was liberating and annoyingly easy. 

The kids were happy with the well thought out gifts I had purchased and Hannah reminded me once again that Christmas doesn’t come from a store. 

I found things under the tree for me that I had purchased for myself months ago, now lovingly wrapped in only the way a 10 and 7year old could wrap.  I had thoughtful gifts delivered to me, friends staying with me when I needed it and I shed more than a few tears of happiness.

Speaking of the gifts…

For those of you who don’t know me all that well…I suck at putting shit together.  I mean really suck.  I can’t follow directions, put peg A into slot B, or make sense of any of the “illustrations” they give you in the hopes of making the assembly of toys easier.  My brain just doesn’t work that way.  It took me almost an hour to put together the game Life…I am not kidding.

Anyway, I looked fear and confusion straight in the eye, grabbed every type of screwdriver I could find, an arsenal of batteries, scissors and every ounce of patience I could muster.  Without any swearing (ok…one f’bomb but it was totally justified and said under my breath) I successfully managed to put together 2 board games (yes, they need assembly…who knew), a death star (which almost killed me), managed to figure out the parental controls on not one but two DSi’s, built a Dr. Dreadful gross lab, put together a telescope and kicked some ass at our new Just Dance wii game.  Hey kids have to learn they can’t always win and learn that they will never win against my moonwalk.

These are big feats for me dear readers.  You see, I was always in charge of handing out the gifts, cleaning up the paper and making the grand Christmas morning breakfast.  I have never in my life built a death star (and let me tell you, the screws on that thing are TINY!)  I have never had to recharge a remote control Jeep and I certainly have never had the pleasure of figuring out the republic vs. the empire. 

In the grand scheme of things, I can’t remember a Christmas more relaxed, more stress free, more meaningful and more important than this one.

Merry Christmas to all and to all a goodnight!

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Today-is-the-day/266430446735734