Deep Thoughts

Last night while I was lying awake not being able to sleep, I was thinking of my brother, Mike and SIL, Marci. We have their names for the Christmas gift rotation and I was thinking of what to possibly get someone that has most everything, or at least everything they really want. Anyways, one thought lead to another thought and then the next thing you know-I'm thinking deep thoughts and how crack up funny Jack Handey was from SNL. (Which really reminds me of Mike and Marci because I usually watched it at their house.)

As the light changed from red to green to yellow and back to red again, I sat there thinking about life. Was it nothing more than a bunch of honking and yelling? Sometimes it seemed that way. 
Jack Handey

I'm trying to quietly enjoy this season of giving and to not let the honking and yelling distract me. We've simplified gift giving for our kids this year (hopefully it won't be a big disappointment if we guessed wrong on the gift). I heard one mom tell her children that Jesus only received three gifts on Christmas and if it's good enough for Jesus it's good enough for them. I laughed and loved the honesty of that. I feel more relaxed about Christmas this year because I'm not trying to chase down every good idea I have. I'm looking forward to just enjoying the simple, true meaning of Christmas. Here's to Jack Handey's deep thoughts and our own deep thoughts (that really aren't that deep, but they sure are funny). 

Beach towels are out...

we are now ready for winter. Over the course of the night and day it has been snowing. This has brought so much joy for my kids. It's a Saturday so school wasn't even cancelled. The first things that comes out are the snow boots and pants quickly followed by the beach towels. They are the only things big enough to contain the snowstorm brought into the house upon the kids return. Why is it that it takes so long to get them dressed to go out and they HAVE to have your help because they all of a sudden become incompetent of tying shoes. But as soon as they come in, it looks like a jack-in-the-box of clothes being thrown everywhere. And there is me, trying not to ruin the fun of the season, but secretly cringing inside from the mess I'll now have to clean up. Tis the season. It's worth it!

The demise of a marriage

A few years ago I remember enjoying a night of playing Scrabble with Blake. We had everything pack up ready to move and our only form of entertainment was a Scrabble game and each other. Blake usually won (having a degree in the medical field has really increases his vocabulary.) I remember how fun that was. Last night I realized how far we have come.  Picture it: There we were laying next to each other in bed... Him- with his iPhone and me with my iTouch. We were synced wirelessly, playing Mancala on our iDistractions together.  Texting being our only form of conversation. I laugh at this scenario but cringe just a little and hope that next time I'll just pull out our REAL Mancala board and actually talk out loud to the one person I like the most in the world.  This is a reminder to me to enjoy the unique personalities around me and to not iTune them out. iHave iA iVery iMerry iChristmas. (putting an "i" in front of everything just makes me feel more tech-savvy.)