Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Christmas Prayers and Wishes

Jesse and Mom just headed northwest to the mountains. They are headed to RR to spend Christmas with my brother and his family. I wish I was happier about this trip, but I’m not. I’m not sure I can put my finger on the problem – maybe I need more than one finger. Anyway, I do hope they have a great time. Christmas in RR as a youngster was always fun, and I am sure Jes will have fun – she is the life of the party. Toby and I will practice our empty nest syndrome. Spending time with my man is not a bad thang. Spending Christmas without Jesse is not so good.

I have lots to keep me busy – lots of projects – lots of family stuff. I finished reading Lone Survivor and have moved on to some much lighter reading. Lone Survivor was very interesting, but difficult to read – knowing the outcome of the story. Yep, I cried. What mother would not? My heart goes out to the mothers and family and loved ones of the lost Seals, but mostly my heart goes out to Marcus Luttrell. My prayer is that he finds rest for his soul and peace that surpasses understanding.

I have been learning to knit, but my fingers are not fluid yet. I don’t know how to correct mistakes, so my practice piece looks pretty funny. When I get frustrated, I switch over to crocheting. I’m crocheting a pink baby blanket for one of Jesse’s friends who will have her first baby this spring. Crocheting is fast and easy for me – it gives me lots of time to think. I’ve been thinking about New Year’s resolutions. Maybe my thinking is more like prayers. Resolutions are promises made to yourself. Wishes are kept to yourself, but prayers are to be shared. I would like a son-in-law. A grandson would be good too.

I got a call from GBN1 last night. It seems that she had her mother’s phone while her mother at Wal-Mart. It was another unauthorized phone call. She said, "Booboo, I know what I want for Christmas."
"Yeah, what is it you want?"
"A cat."
"Is this cat going to live at my house or yours?"
"Yours."
"That’s what I thought."

10 comments:

Buck said...

I would like a son-in-law. A grandson would be good too.

I'll direct my positive thoughts in this space your way throughout the coming year. Can't hurt; might help.

Practicing for an empty nest isn't a bad thing in and of itself. I kinda-sorta know about this sorta thing, and being "just a couple" does have inherent advantages. Just sayin'! ;-)

Dave (aka Buckskins Rule) said...

I suspect that letting go is difficult, probably more so for Mom's than Dad's. Despite a few well placed hints, we haven't been able to get any of them to move out yet. Although Mrs. BR and I are secretly plotting for our empty nest days.

Don't forget to post pictures of the cat :)

Bag Blog said...

Buck,
All help is appreciated in my "son-in-law project." You are right about just being a couple - it has its very good points.

BR,
Your cat photo comment made me burst out laughing. How do you know me so well?

Dave (aka Buckskins Rule) said...

Just a sneaking suspicion that the GBN's have you wrapped around their little fingers. Oh, and being a father of three girls give's me a little insight into that sort of thing.

Mike said...

For some reason the phrase "son-in-law project" really makes me laugh.

Bag Blog said...

Careful, Mike, you are of age, male, have a job...

joyce said...

Bob and I laughed and laughed at the unauthorized phone stories. Our granddaughter called us by mistake last year when she was less than two years old, and we could hear her giggle, then her mom saying, "I did not know she could do that." I guess to dial us, she had hit the right combinations of buttons.

Bag Blog said...

Joyce,
Grandbabies are just pretty quick to pick up on new gadgets. I have to aske GBN1 to work the DVD and TV at her house. She is not actually allowed to do that, but I can't and she can - so there.

Mike said...

Hahahaha, I don't just have a job, I'm an officer and a gentleman...or at least I'm supposed to be.

However, this has got me thinking...I suspect that your offer of hospitality when I was down at Sheppard had some ulterior motives behind it. ;-)

Bag Blog said...

Mike,
Ya think?!