Just wanted to wish you all a very cool yule and a fabulous New Year. I am taking a break from alll things internetty and delicious and will see you all back here in the New Year. Have fun and be kind to one another!
Behold! The Birthday Bird whom my darling husband enticed into leaving Jonathan Adler and coming to roost at our place in time for my birthday and in time to capitalize on the peacock inspired color scheme that is currently obsessing me.
Yup, tis my birthday today and though it has just started, I’m already feeling all warm and tingly with all the loving greetings that filled my inbox this morning. Thank you, my friends. You are the best. You make me feel rich.
What do I hope for this year? More. More love, more friendship, more moments of complete gratitude and peace spent with my darling doggitty and my dearest husband. I hope to build on the foundation I began to erect in 2007, to move with confidence and enthusiasm onto fresh challenges. I hope push my creativity to new and higher realms, I hope to wake every day, feeling light and well and loved, knowing those I love best are happy and healthy. I hope for laughter, for more days like my snowbound Sunday. I hope for the best.
And I hope for you all those things too.
truth be told, my friends, I have been feeling rather Grinchly. As cuddly as a cactus, As charming as an eel… my heart an empty hole. My brain was full of spiders, I had garlic in my soul… Mrs. Grinch.
I was not at all my usual bright and beamy self. Things kept going wrong, I was bumped all out of alignment, heavy and sad and Christmas? was coming upon me like a great rumbling garbage truck full of muck and gunk. I was so not prepared.
and then we got snowed in on Sunday.
and it was the best, most delightful thing that happened to me in a long long time. First thing, we bundled up and took a family waddle up the snow choked street, the snow coming down so fast and furious we could barely make out the houses around us. Down to the little park at the end of our street we went, dropping to make snow angels and watch Finny gnaw merrily on a stick. We waddled back, waving at neighbours, home to steaming mugs of coffee. I whipped up a batch of butter tarts and we ate them warm, savouring every bite, me breaking of little bits of pastry to feed to the drooling woof. We lounged around in our long underwear, listening to a John Mayer concert on the radio. I made up the bedroom for Christmas, adding berry red pillowcases and a merry little wreath (pictured above), listening to my neighbours, recently transplanted from New Zealand, toss their two year old into the snowbanks in their backyard. Katie would land with a pillowy thump and a rippling peel of giggles would ring out, again and again. The snow continued to hurry down for hours, about two and a half feet of frosty icing when all was said and done. A long winter’s nap, a hot bath scented with a new essential oil blend (orange, cinnamon, and spruce) I just purchased from my yoga instructor, aptly called Christmas Spirit. Lolling on the bed with Finn and two new magazines, another stroll around the block. A couple of hours spent painting, leisurely and free. Fresh mushroom soup and hot buttery bread for dinner, capped off with jasmine tea and gingerbread flavored Snowballs, a last minute purchase from the liquor store the night before. Candlelight.
And I’m merry and bright, fresh again.
Fa la la la la… la la la la!
I can finally say I am clear headed, breathing easy, really headed towards all better. After several stormy days, back to back, the sun is cutting through my house, warm and honeyed, filling me with a light and easy peace. I can hear the furnace ticking in the vents, the cold vague tinkle of my wind chimes in the backyard. There is frost on the window edges, snow on the ground and a striped patch of vanilla light on the wall across from me as the afternoon sun angles through the shutters. In a moment it will be gone as we sink to early winter dusk and I will have to go downstairs and turn on the porch light so Johnny Handsome can find his way home. But in this moment, everything feels snug and golden and I am brimming with gratitude. Thank you so much for all your well wishes. I needed them. And I think they worked!
Johnny Healthnut forced me to go to the doctor this morning. Turns out I have a raging sinus infection on top of the flu. Couple this all with the Ladies’ Days and you can understand why I am retreating to bed with hot tea, my burgeoning pharmacy of prescriptions and my dog. May not come out for another week. gah. haven’t been this sick in years.