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Merry Christmas!

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Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I know I’m a little bit late, but I hope you all had a very merry Christmas!  I don’t know where the time’s gone, but I really hadn’t intended to go so long without posting.  Then I started cleaning and my computer took a three-day vacation while I spent time with family and friends (and kleenex and cough syrup).  I still seem to be under the weather – I don’t know why I can’t shake this bug – but at least I found a little of my Christmas spirit before the big day rolled around.  After three days spent celebrating with family, I spent all afternoon yesterday sleeping in a feeble attempt to recover.  I desperately needed the rest, but I would have liked to get a few more things done around the house (like the mountain of dishes sitting in my kitchen).

Hopefully the end of the holiday season will mean a return to normal blogging for me, but possibly that will not happen till next week.  I’ll be hitting the road Friday with the fabulous Miss Tara for a mutual friend’s wedding festivities in the Great White North, also known as the Land of 1,000 Lakes.  Then it’s another family Christmas celebration on Sunday.  After all of that, I think I’m gonna need another three-day weekend just to recover!  Sadly, I’ll still have to work on Monday. *sigh*  Something tells me I won’t be staying up to watch the ball drop this year.

So in case I don’t see you before then, I hope you all have a terrific rest of the week, a wonderful weekend, and a fabulous start to the new year!  I’ll see you all in 2013, if not before!

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Time flies

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My little Tomcat at the tender age of fourPhoto by Kay Kauffman

My little Tomcat at the tender age of four
Photo by Kay Kauffman

My, how time flies!  Without my even realizing it, this little blog o’ mine has turned five years old.  That happened somewhere around the tail end of last month and I forgot all about writing my planned retrospective about my time in the blogging world.

Five years.  My, how the years have flown!  I started blogging about six months after my divorce was finalized.  I wanted to write passionate political spiels of great depth and insight; I wanted to pen fantastic short fiction that was sure to catch the eye of someone important, that elusive one right person who could make all my lifelong literary dreams come true; I wanted to create a wildly successful blog that would spawn book deals and syndicated columns and who knows what else.

In short, I had high hopes.  I was young, bright-eyed yet jaded.   Possibly I had delusions of grandeur.

‘Tis the season to be jolly and joyous!

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The Muppet Christmas Carol (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I really need to keep reminding myself of that.  Maybe one of these days, it’ll sink in.

It took me all afternoon, but I got my Christmas cards addressed and sent off to all our friends and family.  Well, I put them in our mailbox and put the flag up, anyway.  I watched The Muppet Christmas Carol with the boys tonight before they went to bed.  I’ve been listening to Christmas music all week, and we decorated our office yesterday afternoon.

And yet?  Yeah, my Christmas spirit is still MIA.  If anyone finds it, will you please send it home?  I kinda need it.  Thank you.

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Christmas spirit – or lack thereof

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I’ve been trying to get in the Christmas spirit this weekend.  After all, it’s a new month (December!  How the heck did that happen?), and Christmas party season is already in full swing.  I’ve attended three so far and the month has barely begun!  But I’m not sure that my Christmas spirit has yet found me.  In fact, it seems to be more and more difficult for me to locate with each passing year.

I’m having trouble figuring out why this is.  When I was younger, Christmas was my favorite holiday.  And I don’t just mean when I was a kid, either, which shoots Seymour’s theory of all play and no work in the foot.  The music, the food, the happiness that seems to fill the air and everyone around – I love it all.  I love the decorations and Christmas trees and the hot apple cider that the Hardin County Auditor’s Office puts out for visitors to the courthouse every year.  Most of all, I love spending time with my family, especially the people I don’t often get to see.

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Zzzzz…

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What a day!  It’s been a rough couple of days for me, guys.  Today I worked straight through my lunch hour and didn’t have a chance to do any writing till sometime after seven o’clock tonight.  It was nuts!  But hopefully things will settle down after tomorrow.  In the meantime, I’ll be posting more snippets soon.

But now, bed.  We have a date.  I need all the Z’s.

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One of those days

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Yep, today has been one of those days.  It all started on Monday.  Cricket and Thumper started a new daycare on Monday and as I was talking with their new babysitter for a minute before I left, one of the other kids came running up and wrapped herself around the woman’s legs.  The poor girl’s eyes were goopy and crusty and generally icky-looking.  Of course, that’s if you looked closely, which I didn’t until the babysitter, we’ll call her Melanie, mentioned it.  “Oh, don’t worry about Kimmy’s eyes,” she said.  “She’s had this eye infection since she was born and no one knows what it is, but her parents are gonna take her back to the doctor and get it checked out.  It’s not contagious; we’ve never had a problem with other kids getting sick.”

Okay, I thought, unconvinced.  Cricket has his mother’s immune system.  What in the world does that mean, you ask?  It means that I catch everything and since we have four kids, all of whom are in school and/or daycare, it means we are exposed to a metric crap-ton of germs in this house.  If the kids come down with something, it’s only a matter of time before I catch whatever it is they have.

Pink eye, I hate you.

Mawwage is what bwings us togevah today…

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I said in my post yesterday that twenty-four was a banner year, but twenty-five ranked right up there with it.  We spent the better part of the year planning the wedding and the honeymoon, getting details worked out and being generally happy and excited and everything else that is good.  At Easter, I was confirmed in Seymour’s church after completing the RCIA program.  That was one of the biggest decisions we had made thus far in our life together; his family is devoutly Catholic and mine is Presbyterian.  My family didn’t seem very happy about my decision to convert, but it’s not like I was changing religions or something.  I simply changed my denomination.  After all, Catholics and Protestants do worship the same God, do believe in the same afterlife, do read more or less the same Bible.  It’s not like I joined a cult or something.

However, the difference did pose an interesting question…

Onward and upward!

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That’s right, things started looking much better for me in my twenty-fourth year.  Much better, as a matter of fact.  The whole year was pretty stellar, really.  See, my birthday is at the end of January.  Shortly before my birthday, I signed up for Yahoo! Personals.  I had gone to a wedding a few months prior for a couple who had met on eHarmony.com.  The groom and I had gone to high school together and I thought, “Hey – if Seth can meet such a nice girl online, maybe I can find a nice guy myself!”

I had a few first dates, but nothing that really went anywhere.  Then one day, I was scrolling through matches in my area and came across a guy who was a few years (okay, six) older than me and hailed from my hometown.  I had no idea who this guy was.  My hometown has a population of 1800 people, so everyone pretty much knows everyone else.  The first thought that ran through my head was, “Who is this guy and why don’t I know him?”

I clicked on his profile and read through it.  That was when I had my second thought: “I need to know this guy!”  He was a former military officer and a single father who was “not looking for a mom” for his daughter.  He was also a self-professed Star Trek freak.  Could this guy be any better?

So I sent him a message.