Monday, December 29, 2008

Dear Mom, Merry Christmas,

I am so glad that Christmas is over, I have never been so glad to be done with Christmas. Maybe I was faking it all this year. I faked caring about the tree and the lights and the food, but I was just worried about the guys, all of them. I am sorry for being such a faker, such a fraud. I don't think it did any good either, I don't know if they noticed or cared and frankly, it just made me more unhappy. So, whatever, it is done. Now I know that just saying "Merry Christmas" does not make it so. I will know for next year. Nothing really takes the sting out of missing you and dreading missing Sheldon when he is gone.

I feel a bit lost,

V

Friday, December 26, 2008

A day of rest.

The day after Christmas is always the best part. All the anxiety is gone, house guests are either leaving or already moved in and comfortable on your recliner, they know where the towels are already, the fridge is fair game to all and no one needs to be catered to anymore.

This year was pretty low key, just Dad and my brothers, Daniel and Daryll, over with Sheldon and I, the turkey was small but still as good as we hoped for. I'd like to say it was quiet but we pulled out the Rock Band. It was 78 degrees (I can't find the symbol for "degrees") in my house with the oven on, so all the windows were open, I am sure my neighbors loved our rendition of Mississippi Queen, we sucked. At least we got to practice the same songs over and over again until we nearly beat Daryll to death with the drum sticks. Drum solos are not our thing.

As if we didn't get worked up enough with Rockin' Out, we rounded out our Christmas night with a hockey game. And then our team lost. If it wasn't Christmas Day there is no telling what kind of beat down could have happened... to Daryll.

So it was not our normal Christmas, I don't know if we could have handled a normal Christmas, this worked out just fine anyway.

Hope yours was fun too!
~V

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

A wish list, since you asked

Dear Santa,

We have been very good this year. Even if we haven't been great, please grant us a bit of lenience, it has been a rough year, after all. So much has happened (and not happened) and yet we know how blessed we truly are. We have our families and our health, our house and our pets. We have each other. For now.

Next year we anticipate to be even more challenging with Sheldon moving to Texas and then deploying to Iraq. I will be holding down our small Fort in Alabama by myself. So we are not asking for much this Christmas except for some peace and harmony. We don't have much need for material things though the commercials have been telling us otherwise. Maybe some Delta Sky Miles in our stockings for the back and forth trips to El Paso would come in handy, that is about all we could ask for.

We wish there was a way that you could bring our family the one thing we really want this year but how would you wrap it? Where would you put the bow? Maybe we have wasted all our wishes on that anyway. So don't worry if our order is too steep, we understand. Really.

Be careful of the ceramic pieces on the mantle this year, you already broke the Joseph in our nativity scene and we are at a loss as to how to replace him. (insert sacrilegious jokes as to why we needed him in the first place here______ ) Just kidding, sheesh, lighten up! God knows that I know that Joseph had to lead the donkey. Anyway, just be careful with the breakable stuff. Please.

I'll try to be better,

V