- Santa came and brought way too much stuff. We really felt like we were doing well to not purchase much, and to pick handmade, but somehow (either our own random purchases, or those of family members) has meant that there is more plastic *stuff* in the house. I'm sitting here feeling rather spoiled, actually, because Eric and I have a history of not buying each other gifts and this year we successfully surprised the other with something really cool. I got Eric an iPhone, and he bought me a CHI hair straightener and some massage gift certificates to Massage Envy so that we could go together on a date for a couples massage. Can I say Wow? The hair straightener is the professional one that my friend, and stylist, Barbara, always uses on my hair and it will make it so much easier and faster to get the freaky kinkies out of my no-longer-straight, hormone-altered hair (add that to the crazy things pregnancy did to my body!).
-On a walk into downtown today, I picked up some Bumble and Bumble products to try with the new CHI. I've always appreciated nice fashion and style, but anyone who knows me, knows that I don't splurge on make-up or clothes. But, I'm actually excited about using these products and trying to tame the mane. I'll report back. Sherry, I thought of you and actually searched your archive to find what you use with your straightener, maybe I'll try those products next.
- There have been massive amounts of Rock Band going on here. With four extra people in the house, we've actually been able to have the microphone, a guitar, a bass, and the drums going all at once! I'm no good, and was fired from singing. :-( Seriously.
- The Christmas tree was taken down the day after Christmas and was the driest, most dead one we've ever had. It had to go. And, isn't it the strangest thing when the decorations come down- you forget how big the house was before, and there is suddenly a newness to the house. Certainly helpful to have more room when there are 9 people in the house.
- Christmas Day marked being on the wait list for EIGHT MONTHS. Woot! I got a bit emotional about that. Unless some huge delay happens, we'll be matched in the spring/ early summer, which means her hear beats. I feel strange about that. Excited, yes. But, as a woman who has been pregnant, I have a smidge of sadness that some other person is experiencing all of those things with my daughter. The kicks. The bulging tummy. The thumps of baby hiccups. Yet, we want to go the adoption route, and that has to happen- the essence of adoption dictates that we miss out on this part of her life. I get that, but the emotion of it hit me in such a different way the other night. I think it was the day after Christmas, and so much else was going on that I could tell Eric wasn't up for an emotional basketcase wife, so I got over it quickly, but I wonder how I'll cope with these feelings as an adoptive mom. With God's wisdom, His comfort, and His love, right? There really is no other way.
-We bought Christmas Crackers but forgot to use them. Rats. Maybe for New Year's dinner.
- I've been really encouraged by the people who have bought from the Etsy shop lately and let me know that they loved their order. Thank you all for the kind words. And, moving out some inventory has allowed me to keep stocking the shop with new items. Additionally, I just bought some new watercolors with my Dad's Christmas money so I'm super excited to get a move on more painting shortly!







