Currently our favorite holiday beverage:
I’m sure that will change as soon as we crack into the Christmas beer we brought back from Brugge.
Completely unrelated: In the worst way I want to share something I’m really excited about (because you guys are my friends) but I just don’t want to jinx anything. I hope that I can soon tell you there are going to be exciting changes in my life, but it’s like the Viper Pilot told me, things happen for a reason and if it is meant to be it will be. So there is also a chance that this one isn’t meant to be. That being said <– prayers, please. 🙂
{To clear up any confusion: no, I am not preggers.}
I used to hate clothing that sparkled. It could be because when I was a kid I had to be dressed nugget to toe in sequin covered spandex leotards and shimmery tights for dance recitals. But my style has changed now that I’m playing grown up and I’ve learned to embrace sparkle. I was feeling festive this morning so I tore my closet apart looking for a sequined cami that I was certain I owned. Well…I found it.
I haven’t seen this shirt in years. {I think I wore it in my high school senior pictures…whoa.} It’s funny because I remember it being sparklier.
Christmas music is downright depressing when you can’t spend Christmas with your family. Back in November, before it hit me that I wasn’t going to see my family on Christmas, I was all about the Christmas tunes but I’ve quit listening to it as Christmas approaches.
On my way to work this morning, I heard the song “I’ll be Home for Christmas” and was red-eyed and blubbery by the line “please have snow and mistletoe.” And then the station had the gumption to play “I’ll have a blue Christmas without you.” In a matter of minutes I got slam-dunked by the Christmas blues and I couldn’t make it go away.
“The radio station plays really sad songs and apparently I needed a good cry.”
is what I told the guard who checked my ID at the gate as I was getting on base when he asked if I was okay. He told me he was missing Christmas with his family in the states this year, too. He either read my mind or has a wife.
I’ve always been known to be a drama queen, but this was really a bit ridiculous.
My mom sent me this picture of the little tree outside their house:
They’re going to have a white Christmas! It’s currently snowing here, but the ground is warm enough after this past week (we had a warm spell) that it is melting right away. We’re going to have a soggy, dreary, and damp Christmas.
When I got to work, I went online shopping for a new sparkly shirt to cheer me up, but I didn’t buy anything.
My heart sank to the floor when I thought of all the families in Newtown who will never be spending another Christmas with their loved ones. I felt so guilty, helpless, and sorrowful. At that very moment, distracting me from my thoughts, in walks my friend carrying a tin of delicious homemade cookies. She stayed to chat with me for a while.
She may or may not know it, but it made my day.
This afternoon I stopped into the coffee shop for an afternoon chai latte. I remembered something I saw on a rerun of the Today Show and decided to pass on my friend’s random act of kindness by paying for the lady in line behind me in memory of Charlotte Bacon (6) of Newtown, CT. I told her to enjoy her latte and and to please pass it on.
I am pledging to do 26 acts of kindness in the honor of victims of the Sandy Hook shooting. You can join the revolution here. Share what was done for you and/or what you have done for others on Twitter #26Acts or facebook.com/26acts. You can also email them to me at adventuresofalexandemily {at} gmail {dot} com to see your RAK on the blog. (They will be kept anonymous.)