Archive for December, 2007

No one ever told me…

Thursday, December 27th, 2007

I must have been a good girl this year because Santa was very generous this year! Okay I know, Santa didn’t really bring my presents. I’m very thankful for all I received from everyone. I can’t even remember everything I got. Games for my DS from Clay, and the Starbucks mug I asked for. Mom and Dad got me a load of stuff from my wishlist, including the More With Less Cookbook, a mandolin slicer, kitchen scale, and YOU: Staying Young. Beautiful jewelry from Jean and Wes, all they way from Kenya, and my poor, beautiful mug that didn’t make it safely across the pond. (Does anyone know how/where I could possibly fix a very cracked pottery mug?) And let’s not forget the Oilers jersey from Ma and Pa! Clay, Markus, Wyatt and I each got an Oilers jersey: we’re so cute :) And of course there was some money. So off to The Gap I went, in search of some new jeans….

No one ever told me that having kids would make me skinnier! I didn’t think I could ever dream to wear the size of jeans I’m wearing now. Thank you Santa :P haha

The greatest gift I was given this year was the opportunity to spend so much time with family. My whole family was home for Christmas, including my dear sister and her family all the way from Kenya. We hadn’t seen them for two and a half years! In that time I’ve had two wonderful baby boys, and they adopted a gorgeous little girl. It was such a sweet time of reunion to have the whole family together. I only wish we could have had more time. A week and a half is just not long enough! I miss you guys already and you’re technically not even gone yet. Come back soon! Let’s get those June ’09 shirts printed :) haha

My hubby just got home. Time go drink some Timmy’s and go to bed.

Miraculous

Monday, December 17th, 2007

Well, it’s that time of year ….time to put aside my animosity toward Galen Weston, those with poor grammar, and people who think it’s clever and neat to have a decal of their name on their car door. Time to remember that we are all precious in spite of, or perhaps because of, our quirks. Like the way I listen to the first minute of each song on a new CD, then skip to the next track, instead of listening to the album all the way through. You still love me, right Clay? :)

We are precious enough that God himself would come to earth in a humble stable as a baby. Helpless, holy, and yet still human. Miraculous.