I feel like I'm about to start that trend where every blog entry begins with an apology for how long it's been since I last wrote a blog entry. The thing is I'm just SO busy, and now I've jumped into the year 2012 and gotten myself on a Smartphone plan, so I don't get on the computer as often as I used to. I just spend 2 minutes here and there checking Facebook and E-mails and it's both a blessing and a curse-- constantly connected. I love being able to share stuff with my family 500+ miles away, but then sometimes I realize I've said something to the Facebook world that I forgot to clue my husband in on! It's almost like I'm more connected with those who are distant than I am with the one I share a bed with!
But things are great. I love the season of Advent. As a person with absolutely zero patience, this season teaches me to WAIT, to WATCH, and to LISTEN. In Maic's family tradition, Jesus didn't show up in the manger of the Nativity scenes until Christmas morning. You know, he's not here yet. I like that tradition. It separates Advent from Christmas. Our Nativity Scene, a gift from Maic's priest, will arrive on Friday night with our good friend Stacy from St. Louis. She held onto it for the move, since we had to save room, and as a promise that she would come visit our new home before Christmas.
As I am now a Real-Live Pastor, I've been asking some very hard questions about what I want Christmas to be like for my children. Where's the balance between secular and religious? How do I make sure my kids get to participate in some of the same traditions as their peers, without giving into the consumerist nature of the holiday? And then, as an obnoxious liberal (more at home than in public) how do I keep from ruining the magic of Christmas with my rants about the sweatshops in which so many of our Christmas decorations were made and the ethnicity of the Christ-child and family in Christmas decorations and, for that matter, Santa. All I want for Christmas is a really well-adjusted Pastor's Kid who doesn't go over to a friend's house for Christmas cookies and say, "I see you already put your Caucasian Jesus in the Manger before the second Sunday in Advent. Did you know the stable was more likely a cave-like rock structure and we don't actually know how many kings arrived on Epiphany?"
And then, of course, I have my husband who explained to me yesterday that it made sense for us to put our large Noah ornament on the top of the tree instead of the star because in the same way that the star pointed the way to Baby Jesus, so did Noah. For the story of Noah and the Ark is a Covenant with God, just as Christ's birth is a New Covenant.
Our poor kids.
Our poor kids.
Anyway, I started this blog because I wanted to write about some work we are doing to our home. It is a rental home, so we don't want to put too much permanent work into it, but we decided that for Christmas instead of buying each other gifts, we would buy furniture and organize our office. This room has been closed off since we moved in and used exclusively for stacking boxes and throwing piles of laundry.
Yesterday, we chose this desk, which we should be able to pick up and assemble by the end of the week:
|From this Collection|
It seems like it will be perfect for what we need it for-- crafting and writing and sewing and storing all of our crap. We'll also need some curtains and perhaps another bookshelf. I'm looking forward to it being completed and usable.
We've also been working on reupholstering a chair. Neither of us has ever reupholstered before, but I read some books and found some tutorials online, and I think we're doing just fine. I bought this chair for $7 at a Rummage Sale. It has great fabric already, but it's wearing out and has a couple of tears, so it's time for a new one.
|The new one will have the fabric on the left. |
The fabric on the right will be for the couch,
which I've started but found to be a little out of my league.
Well, eventually...I dunno if it will be next week or later this week, I will share some photos of our journey to get a Christmas (Advent?) tree. Evelyn loves the tree. She says it's "OOOHHH! Pweeeeeeee!" Which I've taken to mean "Pretty."