Wednesday, December 26, 2007

The Day After Christmas

What would possess me to begin a blog on the day after Christmas. I think it has something to do with the scattered and torn wrapping paper, the dirty dishes, the laundry and the mountains of unfinished business I have been putting off until "after" Christmas.

I would much rather sit here and create something peaceful. Something beautiful. Something without dusty corners, cobwebs or milk rings.

Yesterday was Christmas. It was such a wonderful day. There have been holidays in the past, where our rather large extended family gather together, and things have gone horribly wrong. But this time, it was perfect.

We woke Christmas morning and Mike and the kids opened the "Jayne Cobb" hats I had knitted for them. These are the first hats I have ever knitted. First anything really besides scarves. I knitted and knitted and knitted, getting them all done in 2 days. For those two days though, when I went to bed I would fall asleep and my hands would make strange knitting motions. My husband had to wake me up and ask me to quit knitting the sheets to his forehead. *wink*

You can see in the photo that they are monstrous things. Unsightly and large and silly looking, which is just the way they are supposed to look. For those few of you who knew and loved the Fox TV series Firefly , you will recognize Jayne Cobb's hat. I chose to use this pattern and would like to thank the creator for her helpful instructions. I am such a knitting newbie, and i breezed right through it.

Here is the hat on Adam Baldwin who plays Jayne Cobb:

And here are the hats on my lovely clan of Browncoats:

I REALLY need more practice at this blogging since I just erased the entire bottom half of my post!

What I said was (and this will be no where near as eloquent and pretty as the first time I wrote it):
After opening presents here with my hubby and the kids, time literally SHOT around the clock and I was still in my pajamas at 2pm when I realized that I should probably start wrapping my families gifts NOW in order to make it to my moms by 3pm. So at 2:30 I got right on it. I wrapped and wrapped and taped and wrote and wrapped and boxed and taped and tore...and we left here right on time at 3:40pm. It is ok though, lateness runs in my family. My mom and sis are always late everywhere they go. I am usually on time, or at least LESS late than they are.
But I was late, and so was everyone else, and all was good.

It was a PERFECT Christmas. I say this with many holidays in my memory that have gone horribly horribly wrong. Yelling, tears, stomping feet. Not this time. It was beautiful.

We dined on Prime Rib (so delicious it deserves capitalization) lovingly made by my sweet mother. She wore this apron that I made her the whole evening through.

And then we exchanged gifts. There were about 16 of us there, and it was so much fun. There was so much laughter and tears (of the proper kind!) It truly was a blessed and wonderful day.

Merry Christmas!