Christmas at our house is love…..

I haven’t had a moment of time to write and update the blog. But, today I will take a minute. My favorite time of year, the Christmas Season is upon us.

Today I hosted a ladies luncheon at a local restaurant. My mind always runs in script form, like I’m watching a movie, so when I’m planning things, it’s always grandiose and all together lovely. But in reality, my dreams are very expensive, plus it takes a lot more work than it looks like in my mind. My parties never quite come across as beautiful, as peaceful, or as glorious as I imagine. Not that they’re bad. In fact, they are quite nice. …. But they never amount to what I had pictured. Yes…I do plan. I spend the day after Christmas shopping for next year’s ladies luncheon. And, I usually come up with a theme, a fun activity, and gifts for all.

But, I didn’t wear my Scarlet O’Hara party dress, I didn’t have an orchestra to back up my singing, and it was attended by around 20, not 200. (20 of the finest, I might add.) My Russian Tea Cakes were a pain to make, very messy, and one should never try a new recipe the night before they’re to be presented. I made Orange Cranberry Scones. Everyone knows they go with tea. Actually they turned out okay; it was the icing that screwed everything up. I had a vision of the nice big triangles that you get at Barnes and Nobel, but mine ended up being round circles with sticky tops. The room decorations were nice, but not Christmas gorgeous, like my buddy Martha Stewart would have.

None the less, it was nice, it was fun, but last night at midnight, whilst trying to get the icing to peak, I decided that this would definitely be my last year doing it. However today, after it’s all said and done, I’m already thinking about how I can top it next time.

My ladies appeased me by singing the lines they were assigned from the 12 Days of Christmas Song. Sorry girls….it was in the wrong key….but it was all in good fun. My story was a hit, (see pic of book above) and everyone received a tea-pot and tea cup with a saucer. All the ladies brought tea bags and exchanged them with each other.

I sang two of my favorite Christmas songs, “There’s a new kid in town,” and “Christmas at our house.” I did okay…not spectacular, but okay. I don’t sing much anymore. But I wanted to incorporate Jesus, the reason for the season, into the mix. I got my message across and I didn’t have to preach a word. I just loved them, blessed them, and had fun with them. No one was offended. Everyone was blessed. It was a warm fuzzy time.

So, all in all, the season is off to a grand start. It will be my first ever without my sister Joyce. And, it will be my first with my newest grand-daughter Susanna.

Things are not quite calm yet, but it's looking brighter.

sos