Yes, I do get this way every year, right about this time of year. I think what "niggles" at me if, when my father was alive, the family Christmas was ALWAYS on Christmas Eve. We all knew that. We all made our arrangements to not interfere with Christmas at The Farm. Everyone kowtowed to him and....he wasn't even that nice.
Now, I am the eldest in the family. I am the Matriarch. Why do "they" think they can change up tradition? They would have never done if when he was alive, but now................................
I feel like Tevya in Fiddler on the Roof. TRADITION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Just as I was having a two-day depression, pity-party...I do those so well, daughter Karen called and we went out to lunch. I had a gift card at Panera Bread so I got to pay for her lunch this time.
We yakked as fast as we could, and laughed a lot as we always do, then over to the Meijer store where she went one way and me the other--I of course buying cat food AGAIN, she got me some Pepsi and Chex Mix, while I searched for a Giant Hershey bar, she got stuff for her too and we met up front.
She likes to go through the self check-out, so I let her and I also let her pay for my groceries. LOL
It brought back a nice memory of when Karen was little, I'd take her grocery shopping with me--I'd give her half the list and she'd run all over the store getting the items I needed.
She is a busy woman in her retirement. Doing a Bible Study, helping with the Montessori kids at church, and a book club with friends, plus tutoring two different kids in two different locations this afternoon--that is just her schedule for today.
She is something else, so beautiful, loving and kind and everyone that knows her would attest to that fact!
I feel like the world has been lifted off my shoulders!
See! A lot of us do enjoy hearing about your everyday happenings. So glad you got to spend time out and about with your daughter.
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear so much good stuff going on...as for your neighbors, what a hoot! You do live in interesting times.
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