The tree is decorated. The house, too. Inside and out. Mistletoe hung, pine boughs on the mantels.
The baking is finished, except for the ricotta pie for Christmas day. Regrettably, my cards never got sent this year.
I finally remade Gwen's wreath, after 11 years of pulling it from the Christmas boxes and wishing I had remembered it during the slower, summer months. I seized the moment while baking cookies, running down to the toolbox for some wire-cutters, snipping off the plastic dipped leaves and replacing them with the velvet ones I had purchased for the job at Tinsel Trading on one of my trips to NYC when K was in graduate school. Amazing what you can accomplish between batches.
I'm sorry I dropped off the radar here this month. It wasn't intentional. But I've been totally immersed in holiday prep for the last three weeks and it became a situation of *the hurrier I go, the behinder I get*. Why? Because for the first time in 7 years, our two globetrotting children are finally on the same continent for Christmas and happily, made plans to join us here in Chicago. My Christmas wish.
Molly arrived first, on Sunday, from Tokyo via a visit to a friend's in Montreal. K&H (the newlyweds) arrived on Monday night (her first Christmas in our home) and last evening, Molly's longtime boyfriend flew in from temporary assignment in Beijing. Originally from Sydney, his Christmas days have usually been spent at a barbecue at the beach, so you can imagine why I've been busy trying to recreate our traditional Christmases in every detail.
There are still presents to be wrapped and a trip into city is planned for this afternoon. But whatever else does or does not transpire over the rest of the week, I've gotten my Christmas wish. And my wish for all of you, friends, is that at this holiday season, you are happy, healthy and enjoying the love of family and friends, whether near or far. See you on the other side!