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Dec. 24th, 2008 03:39 pmA good Buddhist would not complain about her relatives. A good Buddhist would say, "I am blessed with this opportunity to practice Dharma and practice love and compassion toward these people who annoy the hell out of me." I am not a good Buddhist.
But things have not been bad. In fact, they've gone much smoother than I expected, so far. Knock on wood; I'm in the middle of the traditional "Zana makes stollen for all the neighbors and relatives" project. Only five loaves this year instead of ten; I'm no longer baking for my grandparents' friends and neighbors as well.
We cut down a juniper bush over at the Dean's place and hauled it home, and it's set up in the living room awaiting my brother for the, again traditional, "D spends three hours untangling and replacing Christmas lights."
We went over to my grandparents' house but I couldn't bring myself to go inside. It's been on the market a year now. I prefer to remember it full of their stuff... Sarah and Becky joke about the miles and miles of plastic medical tubing they now have for projects. It's a blessing that I didn't have to help sort through all their things; I don't think I would have handled that well.
My parents decided to put in a rainwater collection system when they built the house (yes, in Southern Texas), and they've gotten a grand total of 5 inches of rain this year, so I have been told every morning to make my shower shorter. Today I almost asked if they'd prefer me not to shower at all, but I didn't because I have a feeling they might have said yes. Also the UV purification system isn't working these days, so we have to boil all our drinking water. *sigh* My parents the manic environmentalists.
I finally got Christmas cards done! Yeah, the last time I wrote Christmas cards was when I was sixteen. So I feel accomplished.
Happy Holidays to all of you, and blessings. I hope your Christmas/Solstice/Hanukkah/Kwanzaa/Day Off From Work rocks.
But things have not been bad. In fact, they've gone much smoother than I expected, so far. Knock on wood; I'm in the middle of the traditional "Zana makes stollen for all the neighbors and relatives" project. Only five loaves this year instead of ten; I'm no longer baking for my grandparents' friends and neighbors as well.
We cut down a juniper bush over at the Dean's place and hauled it home, and it's set up in the living room awaiting my brother for the, again traditional, "D spends three hours untangling and replacing Christmas lights."
We went over to my grandparents' house but I couldn't bring myself to go inside. It's been on the market a year now. I prefer to remember it full of their stuff... Sarah and Becky joke about the miles and miles of plastic medical tubing they now have for projects. It's a blessing that I didn't have to help sort through all their things; I don't think I would have handled that well.
My parents decided to put in a rainwater collection system when they built the house (yes, in Southern Texas), and they've gotten a grand total of 5 inches of rain this year, so I have been told every morning to make my shower shorter. Today I almost asked if they'd prefer me not to shower at all, but I didn't because I have a feeling they might have said yes. Also the UV purification system isn't working these days, so we have to boil all our drinking water. *sigh* My parents the manic environmentalists.
I finally got Christmas cards done! Yeah, the last time I wrote Christmas cards was when I was sixteen. So I feel accomplished.
Happy Holidays to all of you, and blessings. I hope your Christmas/Solstice/Hanukkah/Kwanzaa/Day Off From Work rocks.
