This fabulous Tuesday morning on the Eve Eve of Christmas
was scheduled and set apart for writing this blog of mine...its Top Ten Tuesday of course. The boys got up early to work with Ole Jus and
Ramzee stayed the night with mom to bake some pies and various other grandma’s
house activities(which I’m certain included caffeinated beverages). I would
have the house to myself until after lunch. No one would be around to notice if
I even brushed my teeth or put on pants. All I had to do was wake up….but I
didn’t. I rolled over in broad daylight and the clock said 10:51. All I can say
is I must have needed the rest. Cass (the BFF) would have done the same thing
in my situation, and I refuse to hold myself to a standard any higher than
that. We are also in a continuous friendly debate over whether the two of us
suffer from some variety of narcolepsy…I’m afraid she is in denial.
Furthermore, my lack of ability to arise with the rest of the grown up word who
has responsibilities and laundry proves my point that indeed we might be narcoleptic.
Since I have wasted half of a perfectly good day, I have
adjusted my “To Do” list to reflect the circumstances. I whittled it down to
one main goal: put the clean duvet cover back on the duvet. I washed it a
couple of weeks ago and I’ve maintained that it has been drying ever since, but
I don’t think Ole Jus will buy that story much longer. I’m finding it hard to
muster up the motivation that I had last Christmas when it was my NEW duvet and
duvet cover.
In more sentimental news…it was this day 11 years ago that
Ole Jus knelt next to his bed as I sat on the side, he opened a tiny little box
and said, “Will you marry me?” He had intended to wait until Christmas but
couldn’t delay his excitement any longer, so Christmas Eve Eve is our special
day. There have been many moments over the years that I’ve questioned my “Yes”
to him that Eve Eve. I know, like many marriages out there, he has questioned
his choice too. But looking back over these 11, there is no man I’d rather
spend this Christmas with. No one I’d rather stay up until 1am Christmas
morning with watching helping him put together bicycles and stupid toys
with too many parts. Nobody I wanna drive through Tyler Christmas traffic with.
Nobody I wanna cuddle with between the fire and the light of the Christmas
tree. Nobody’s angry voice I wanna listen to when I go over budget. No one else’s
new cold weather recipes I want to taste test. No one else’s stocking I want to
fill (and I dang sure wouldn’t fill my own for anyone else!). There is no other
face I want to see when I wake up every morning, no other face I want to kiss
every day, and no other face I want to put on my Christmas card every year…FROM
THIS SIDE OF THIRTY.
