Moments of happy...
1. My little Sous-Chef. "I want to help you make Thanksgiving Dinner!" Emma really surprised me this year. We've been having fun baking together for quite some time, but this was the first time she asked to help me with THE dinner. I imagined she would do a little bit and then run off to play, but she was such a big help. She kneaded the dough for the rolls, prepared the ingredients for the dressing, helped with the cranberry sauce, topped the sweet potatoes with marshmallows, and helped with the pie crusts. She was wonderful. And we had so much fun together!
2. I got my quirky back. In the form of new eyeglass frames. I had to start wearing glasses a few years ago, and I decided then that if I was going to have to wear glasses, I was going to wear glasses. Quirky ones. They lasted three years and then broke three weeks after we moved. I got a pair of replacements, but they weren't my favorite. I got some good, new quirky ones this week. And I love them. And, no, I didn't buy a pair of Juicy Couture eyeglass frames just because Juicy's co-founder Gela Nash is married to John Taylor, bassist of Duran Duran. Really. I promise. Maybe.
3. The start of the next big project. A bunkroom! That's a model of bunkbeds made out of cardboard that John designed. Have I ever mentioned before that I am married to an engineer?
4. Buddy's back. Buddy, our Elf. He seemed to have no problem finding the new house in Colorado, and he's adjusting to the cold temperatures. (Well, he is an elf after all.) And I have to say, yes, it really was -22 degrees the morning I took that first picture, and, no, it's really not that cold inside of our house! The thermometer sits on the windowsill right in the draft that comes in from the window. (I can see window replacements in our future. Yep. Another house project.) We are warm and cozy inside.
5. Mrs. Claus' Workshop is busy, busy. The sewing machine is humming. The knitting needles are clicking. The deliveries from UPS are slowly being wrapped and put under the Christmas tree. The door to the workshop (my sewing room) is kept closed when Mrs. Claus is at work. If you put your ear up to the door, you might hear episodes of Northern Exposure playing inside. (Mrs. Claus likes to watch TV while she works.)
6. My Christmas angels. I took piano lessons for several years as a girl. My beloved piano teacher would always gift us students with something pretty after our Christmas recitals were over. More often than not, she would give each of us a Christmas angel. I would take it home and set it on the mantel over our fireplace. I only have three of those original angels now, and one of them plays her violin with a broken bow, but oh, how I love them! They are some of the very few truly vintage items that I own. My dad added the littlest angel to my small collection a few years ago. I will treasure them always.
7. Christmas time is here. And the tree is up. Decorated with ornaments full of sentiment and memories. Some given by Forever Friends. Some given as wedding gifts. Some bought years ago on a ski vacation in Breckenridge. Every one with a story. Every one with a very special place in my heart. Our Christmas tree is a happy tree with, interestingly enough, lots of snowmen and ice skates. Yes, I've been dreaming of a White Christmas for many, many years. And now we are here. If only I could keep the Christmas tree up all year long.
The happiest people don't have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything.