Speaking of which, running late and rushing up the flights of stairs at the school I realized how out of shape I was. I really need to work on that – but will save that for the new year. Luckily the meeting was shorter than usual, I found a banana in my bag to stave off the hunger, and a colleague gave me a ride home afterwards so I didn’t have to walk in the pouring down rain. The meeting was interesting as I found myself the lone ‘nay’ on the one motion passed. But I won’t get into that here.
What I wanted to post about was what I found at home. Earlier this week I had received a nice package from my mum that I’ve been enjoying the bounties of this week. And there, waiting for me last night, was another package in the same week from my dad and step-mum. I open it up and find an advent calendar. And not just any old advent calendar but a chocolate one. FYI, it’s not made of chocolate but has chocolate treats behind the doors – just to be clear. And VT chocolate to boot.
It brought back fond memories of childhood. One of my favorite holiday traditions was the advent calendars we would have. Sometimes we would have a new one, but generally we would reuse them from year to year. Even with the old ones, there was something magical and exciting about looking for today’s door and opening it up to reveal whatever was hidden behind it – be it a little robin redbreast or angel – depending on the theme of the calendar.
The only thing missing these days is sharing it. I think there might have been one year where Nick and I each got our own but generally we’d share. I’d get the even numbers and he’d get the odds - his December birthday being on an odd day, it seemed only right.
So there’s the quandary. Nick’s visiting in two weeks. Do I share and save some of the days for him? Or do I finally cut him out of the picture like my childhood dreams and go all in, enjoying each day’s hunt? Writing this, I realize I’ve made up my mind – and it’s a compromise which was another thing besides sharing our parents instilled in us (such good parents).
First, I already opened #1, so that would make me odds - opps. I couldn’t believe the timing of the arrival so jumped right in not thinking. Second, the true joy of the advent calendar is the hunt each day, spread over the month. Hunting for all the odds in one go just takes the fun out of it. So here’s my solution – I get to enjoy my advent calendar each day this month. However, when Nick’s in town visiting, we’ll revert back to our old system of sharing – odds and evens. How’s that sound? Such a good big sister I am. The funny thing is I can see Nick not really caring. But I’ll twist his arm into enjoying this holiday tradition, darn it.
Gotta love good mail and when it rains it pours, right? In other raining news, the boys seem to be knocking. I’m closing down my match subscription at the end of this month when it finally expires so hopped on for one last hoorah. So there are two boys from there. Then there are the two boys from out of town. And just recently two more have popped up from my past. Very strange they come in pairs. Of course looking at my December schedule I’m booked solid between now and Christmas – weekends and every single evening pretty much. I think Monday the 13th is my one night I’m not doing anything. The crazy thing is I still have half my Christmas shopping to do. Elusive time. At least I get a piece of chocolate each day now!
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