I blinked and it was Thanksgiving! I guess it just feels that way. Life is so busy and I am always trying to soak up every minute of it. It was a wonderful day. A day filled with joy, laughter, family and friends. As usual, there was lots to prepare. Our gatherings are so large we don't fit in our dining room any more. There is a large table there but squish 13 plus people around it and no one can move. So we move all the furniture out of the living room, bring in banquet tables and rental chairs and find it accommodates all who come much better.
I was sad that my older kids cousin N was not able to come this year due to transportation difficulties. Even the younger kids missed seeing her--though I think in that case it was primarily because her daughter is around KC's age and they are very good friends.
Food was delish, the table looked pretty and managed to combine things from all the various families whether it was in the food choices or the flatware, or the salt cellars that were my great grandparents. KC got to watch the Macy's parade with his Aunt Lynne. Their tradition was snowed out last year and they had to resort to watching in their separate locations and texting as they saw the floats go by. He was happy that this year, it was "normal."
Friday morning found us decorating for Yule. I had gathered all the harvest decor the night before so that we could jump into decorating right away. I knew it was something the kids would want to do first thing and I was not wrong.
Our house is a sprawly old victorian. It can and does get a lot of decorating. We are still not quite done but things are looking festive and it does not look overblown. One would think it might if you saw how many totes of decorations came from the attic, but really it gets spread over so many rooms that it is really pretty. Rob still likes to put the tree together for us and helped the littles and I decorate it. K focusses on the outside. Chet pretty much stays in his room till we are done and then he likes to help ferry the boxes back to the attic and vacuum up the floors. The littles flit here and there and bring me items for the displays and decorate the little trees in their bedrooms. Christmas is still magical to them and it still is to me for that matter. I love the music, the sparkles, the memories.
Saturday we had our usual errands, went to our church craft fair, and then spent the afternoon with friends at the local roller rink. These friends used to live right next door to us and the kids so very much miss their best buds. So for 4 hours we skated and chatted and had a blast.
Sunday we drove up to Maine to see my mom. She has some health issues right now and will be having a cardiac test tomorrow at the hospital up there. If things are not good they will likely do an immediate stint. We brought her favorite soups and canned fruits so she will not have to worry about food as she rests from whatever is done, reading material and music. And of course just being there with our love and laughter helped her greatly. When we got home, Lissa marched in our town's holiday parade and tree lighting ceremony.
Compared to the rest of December, this was a relaxing weekend!