Merry Christmas Eve Eve Eve Eve!

Hello, everyone!

Or, “one”, as the case probably is.

Hello, one. One who is still reading. One who remembers, vaguely, that I used to have a sort of blog-type thingie that I wrote on with feverish regularity.

Thanks for keeping me around, even if it was simply because it was easier than deleting me. How are you?

So today is Christmas Eve Eve Eve Eve, and here I sit. I need to wrap some presents and scrub my toilet(s) and bake some things and cook some other things and run to the gross grocery store and bathe some children and plan some menus and do some last-minute shopping and mop the floor and go to the bathroom and play the lottery and call my mother and, apparently, kick my own butt off the computer, but somehow I got it into my head to write something, so that’s what I’m doing. Because I am, in fact, the boss of me.

Two years ago, I wrote this. Apparently, I was pretty merry.

Today, I feel subdued. Not sure why. More coffee?Β Less PMS?Β Both? Almost certainly.Β 

What’s been going on with me? Most notably, a second grandson, named Isaiah. He will turn one in February. I always wanted a February baby and never had one personally, so my daughter obliged. She’s so accomodating! Always has been, her whole life. So sweetly obedient and compliant.

You can’t see me, but I’m snorting with barely-contained mirth right now.

Even so, she did manage to fill in that glaring gap in the birthday calendar with this scrumptious piece of humanity, and, all kidding aside, is quite the lovely daughter.


More about him later.

My own baby looks like this now:


More about him later.

This past year has held many challenges, victories, joys, and trials.

More about that later.

Maybe. I CAN promise that, as long as I keep breathing and possess digits on my upper extremities, I will occasionally remember where my blog dashboard is, and maybe perhaps, when time allows, type a few words here and there, perhaps 0-7 times per week, leaning more towards the left side of that number line.

Just in case you needed specifics.

22 thoughts on “Merry Christmas Eve Eve Eve Eve!”

  1. So glad to hear that all is well with you and yours. Thanks for the pix of the little ones. Looking forward to seeing more ….. ? Happy Holidays! ~chris

  2. Well, I DO still think about you. Just the other day, in fact, because I went to Sherlock Holmes 2. I was wondering if you went to see it and if you thought RDJ was scrumptious. Maybe you can post about that or you know, actually important things… Nice to see the update!

  3. You’re still in my G Reader feeds and I get excited every time I see your blog go bold with a lovely little (1) beside it. You’ll always have a reader in me. πŸ™‚

  4. SO glad to hear from your blog! I hope you can find your wonderful inique voice again soon. Blessings to you and your family!

  5. Merry Christmas! And congratulations!
    I don’t want to sound weird, but I was thinking of you and praying for your family just yesterday. Your blog has had a big impact on my life so I think of you and pray for you often.

  6. Weird, I was just thinking about you the other day and wondering how your family was doing. I even came to the website to make sure my reader hadn’t malfunctioned again and just forgot to pass on your hilarity. I’m glad to hear all is well. That expression on Isaiah’s face is just priceless! What an adorable cutie pie. Then again, that seems to be all your offspring, so it is not surprising that your off-offspring (or is it offspring-spring?) would be the same way.

  7. Yay! GORGEOUS babies! And I find it funny that you never had a February babe, my husband and I joke when we talk about adopting again that we need to fill in August and May… πŸ™‚

    So glad to hear from you. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚


  8. I never got a February babe either…yours are sooo sweet!! Have a very Merry Christmas!!! Can’t wait to read more from you, have missed you.

  9. Beautiful baby and grandbaby. I have been wondering how you were doing – it’s good to see you write again.

  10. Yay for new blog posts! It’s kind of ironic…the very week I cut back on the number of blogs I read regularly to just a few, all of those writers…stopped…posting. *scratches head* I was beginning to think I smelled funky or something. Can you smell through the internet? I wouldn’t know. My sense of smell sucks.

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