Tuesday, December 4, 2012
all is bright
At last! The sun shines! We've had days of fog, just the grumpiest, gloomiest weather you might possibly imagine. What a blessing to see across the field and feel awake today!
That bird feeder sees a LOT of action practically minutes after I start filling it for the season. All those visitors provide plenty of entertainment. I pause several times a day to watch what's going on out there.
Meanwhile, I used these dark days to catch up on the loads of wash, the ironing, the grocery shopping, the cleaning and even convinced Team Testosterone to tidy up. Mr. B and Mr. G have started a pretty decent pile of toys they want to donate to the local thrift shop. We've decorated inside and out and made a list of what we want to DO this month for fun. I even baked the first batch of Christmas cookies (gone within 2 days) but I still haven't faced the biggest chore of the season: writing my annual Christmas letter.
Reader, my annual letter is epic. It might sound like I'm bragging, but I'm not. There are people who look forward to it all year long. I've used clever themes, written lovely prose and included gimmicks like last year's which was set up like a Facebook page. Each year I raise the bar a notch higher and each year I succeed in knocking it out of the park.
The sun is shining on this day, a day that happens every December. The day when I sit down at the 'ol laptop and grind out the NEW! BEST EVER! GENIUS! Christmas letter for the year. There will be gnashing of teeth, wailing and tears. There will be phone calls to Mr. D asking for moral support and fact-checking. There will be failed drafts. But mark my words, reader: There will be success. For today I will write a letter that will go down in the annals of Christmas Letter Writing History as legen (wait for it) dary.
All I need is one bright idea to get it started.