Posted by Kirsten Patel, Elementary Mommie-on-the-Run | Posted in Kirsten Patel | Posted on 30-12-2010
I think our Christmas can be summed up in one photo.
We put up our tree the Saturday after Thanksgiving. Pandora‘s Christmas station was our near constant soundtrack for 25 straight days. Stockings were hung, cookies were baked, gifts were bought, endless cups of hot cocoa were consumed, we ate all 200 mini candy canes I bought on December 1st, a gingerbread house was iced, mistletoe was hung, cinnamon scented candles filled the house, cards were addressed and sent to friends and family near and far, cozy fires were enjoyed and a little Elf on a Shelf kept a close eye on it all.
We squeezed as much merriment, joy and holiday magic out of the month of December as we possibly could. And now I am ready to move on.
It’s time to de-Christmas the house.
Every year I look forward to setting out the nativity scene, hanging twinkling lights and waking up to the smell of fresh cut pine. And every year on December 26th, all the garlands and frosty snowmen annoy me. It’s not nearly as fun to take it all down as it is to put it all up.
But it must be done. One of the best tips I ever got was to write up a list of things you need to stock up on and tape it to the outside of one of the bins. I like to write a little note to the future me who will be eagerly opening those bins on the Saturday after Thanksgiving 2011.
Hello Kirsten, You look great! Have you lost weight?? Hope you had fun picking out a tree this year. Here are a few things you need:
1. One or two more strands of white lights, you finally threw out the one that was blinking so no one would have a seizure.
2. More ornament hooks. You’ve used up all 100 of the pack you bought five years ago but keep thinking you have plenty. You are down to using paper clips on all the glass bulbs.
3. Paper clips
4. Wood glue. You still have yet to glue the little box of frankincense back in the hands of the second wiseman.
5. A sense of humor, a kind memory and some perspective when you open this box. After weeks of festivities, 54 trips to the attic with all these bins and glitter and pine needles in your shoes, you had precious little patience left to roll the light strands properly or gently pack the breakables.
Pour yourself an eggnog, put on some Bing Crosby and enjoy. You will understand this un-merry tone when the most wonderful time of the year ends all too quickly. Merry Christmas!