So this is Christmas
I am sitting here at work at 8:30 in the morning on Christmas Eve. Believe me, this is not where I want to be right now. I would much rather be home with the Urchin and the Leezard drinking coffee and preparing for a trip to my mother's for Christmas Eve dinner. The kid is enjoying video games, hot cocoa and pumpkin pie. Leezard got to sleep in as the cat did not tap dance on his head this morning.
Instead I am here with nothing to do until co-worker comes in. had a difficult time explaining to the Urchin WHY I had to go in today since work will be closed tomorrow. I guess it would have been easier to explain if I could have believed it myself.
This weekend has been really nice though. We spent it playing video games and board games, watching Christmas movies and specials (some old favorites, some new ones), lots of cooking of Urchin favorites including chicken alfredo and tacos. No ordering out and no trips into the crazy malls.
I actually kind of miss the shopping on Christmas Eve. As a child, it was my tradition with my father. We would head to the local jewelry store and the local drug store to pick up gifts for my mom. The usual gifts were perfume, stationary, earrings or a broach, candy, and a ceramic bird. As I got older and dad would give me money and mom would take me to the mall, I would add other things like uber-comfy slippers or a nice fancy blouse to the gifts for mom. It never failed, however, that dad and i would make the traditional trip on Christmas Eve, even when I was in college.
Dad and I took our last trip together in 1993. His health was poor and it was a struggle for him to go out in the winter weather. In 1996, I went home, he gave me the list and I did the Christmas Eve shopping with the Urchin in tow. The last Christmas I spent with my father was in 2001. Like always, he made sure I went out Christmas Eve to get the perfume and stationary for my mother. The little shop we went to had long since closed and my mother was not writing letters like she used to, but I did as my dad asked nonetheless.
I really hope I can get out of here by noon today. I would like to stop by the little drug store on the corner and get a small bottle of perfume for my mom on Christmas Eve.
Instead I am here with nothing to do until co-worker comes in. had a difficult time explaining to the Urchin WHY I had to go in today since work will be closed tomorrow. I guess it would have been easier to explain if I could have believed it myself.
This weekend has been really nice though. We spent it playing video games and board games, watching Christmas movies and specials (some old favorites, some new ones), lots of cooking of Urchin favorites including chicken alfredo and tacos. No ordering out and no trips into the crazy malls.
I actually kind of miss the shopping on Christmas Eve. As a child, it was my tradition with my father. We would head to the local jewelry store and the local drug store to pick up gifts for my mom. The usual gifts were perfume, stationary, earrings or a broach, candy, and a ceramic bird. As I got older and dad would give me money and mom would take me to the mall, I would add other things like uber-comfy slippers or a nice fancy blouse to the gifts for mom. It never failed, however, that dad and i would make the traditional trip on Christmas Eve, even when I was in college.
Dad and I took our last trip together in 1993. His health was poor and it was a struggle for him to go out in the winter weather. In 1996, I went home, he gave me the list and I did the Christmas Eve shopping with the Urchin in tow. The last Christmas I spent with my father was in 2001. Like always, he made sure I went out Christmas Eve to get the perfume and stationary for my mother. The little shop we went to had long since closed and my mother was not writing letters like she used to, but I did as my dad asked nonetheless.
I really hope I can get out of here by noon today. I would like to stop by the little drug store on the corner and get a small bottle of perfume for my mom on Christmas Eve.