Happy Thoughts on Christmas
It’s Christmas morning, and the kids are still asleep. (But we aren’t – thanks to an ancient cat who yowls every hour on the hour beginning at 6AM in hopes that someone will take a shower and she can drink water from the tap. Don’t get me started!) Christmas should be the happiest day, even though I wish my mother, the amazing Mary, was still with us to see her precious grandkids today. I think of her whenever I hear “Silver Bells,” her favorite holiday song.
But…happy! When you’re tired and busy, it’s important to take time to appreciate the little things So, here are a few (very) random things that make me happy.
Waking up to a day with no responsibilities. I can sit on the bed and read a book, or take a walk, or work on a photo album, or do nothing.
Browsing at a store where everything is enticing and not necessarily expensive. Ikea. Whole Foods. Sephora. Barnes & Noble. Just about any outlet store.
Going to a museum with time to wander through a special exhibit using the audio guide, then buying the thick and pretty art book of the exhibit as a souvenir.
Sitting in Yankee Stadium and watching the bleacher creatures do the “roll call” of players before the game starts. (Will this happen in the new stadium? It better.)
Walking on the narrow stretch of beach across the road from our house and picking up scallop shells to wash and put in a basket. Heck, walking on ANY beach.
Doing the backstroke, slowly, for 30 minutes in any available pool, humming Frank Sinatra songs to pass the time.
Sitting at the dining room table with my adorable son on my right side, my adorable daughter on my left side and my darling husband on the other end. And HE cooked the entire delicious meal!
Merry Christmas!
