Im finding it increasingly difficult to accept that tomorrow is Christmas Eve.  While the days making up the past few months have seemed to crawl by, the weeks seem to have flown.  Odd.  Holidays during deployment really are miserable, though I try to make them festive and celebratory for my children.  The idea of celebrating yet another Christmas without my Husband is a huge bummer, and I know that it is fairly depressing for him as well.  But I look at it as yet another milestone met to getting this deployment done with- another day down and another day closer. 

To add to the holiday cheer, it seems that our truck needs a new transmission.  A nearly $3000 transmission to a truck that we only owe about $1200 on.  Fantastic.  I could really use a Christmas miracle right about now.  This is the only vehicle we have, and we live a good 20 minutes drive away from the grocery stores. 

But as much as I just want to scream out “Bah Humbug!” I look at the joy and excitement that I see in my kids, and I can’t help but smile.  So for those of you who celebrate Christmas- Merry Christmas!  To those of you who don’t- Happy Holidays!

I get by with a little help from my friends…

I have some truly fantastic friends.  And I think that I dont tell them nearly enough just how much I cherish and appreciate their friendships.  Im not the type of person who has hundreds of friends, most of which I never talk to let alone see.  I dont have thousands of Facebook friends- hell, I dont even have 100.  Im a simple, yet highly complex creature of comfort who appreciates a close knit circle of friends who know and appreciate me for me.  Being a military family can sometimes complicate my tastes for friendship; there are just certain comforts that come with seeing a friend face to face and sharing a pot of coffee, as opposed to texting and calling when you have the chance.  But it also helps to keep me grounded and reminded that even in the darkest hours, I will always have someone to talk to who understands my silly little nuances. 

This past week has been miserable and wonderful all at the same time.  The day after a literary agent agreed to help me sell my book (more on this later!), I came down with one of the worst colds I have ever had.  I was laid out on the couch, covered in mountains of blankets, praying that I would not fall asleep because I knew that if I did my daughters would cover my face in stickers and lip gloss and I just didnt feel up to that.  I mean, I was really, really sick.  I wanted to scream, yell, rant and rave about how it just should not be allowed for a military spouse to be this sick while her husband is deployed.  It really is not fair.  The government has all kinds of vaccines and medicinal goodies to keep our service men and women from getting all kinds of sick while deployed- why cant they develop a super vaccine for the spouses and children left behind to keep up from getting the common cold or flu?  It just seems like the right thing to do.  Are you listening, Uncle Sam?  But despite how terrible that day way (and make no mistake- it was terrible), a simple phone call from a good friend helped to left my spirits.  She knew that I was, in fact, sick- but she also knew that I needed to suck it up and be a Mom.  She encouraged me and reminded me that it was just a cold.  And I needed that. 

But you know, a cold really wasnt enough for me to deal with this past week.  Because of course the gas in my neighborhood would be turned off Friday night.  The maintainance people allegedly came by all of the houses letting us know that the gas was off and they would have to come reignite our pilot lights in our water heaters, but apparently they came by during the 45 minutes out of the entire day that I was not home.  Brilliant.  Luckily I had already given the kids their baths before that or they would have been pretty stinky!  My pilot light still was not lit as of Sunday evening, so my friend Adria allowed me to take the kids over to her house and bathe the kids there.  Thank God because these kids are not very happy without their baths! 

Knitting… well, there’s been alot of it.  First, there was Emelie.  Without a doubt, this is my absolute most favortie cardigan ever.  The pattern was very straightforward and well written, and the cardigan is just fantastic.  I knit mine using Dream in Color Smooshy in Bermuda Teal.  Smooshy grows like crazy when blocked, and I blocked it like crazy.

After Emelie, came another pair of Toshettes for a fellow Raveler, and then a Thermis cowl which turned out entirely too huge.  Currently Im so engrossed in designing patterns for my newest brain child- a knitting pattern book called Left Coast Knits!  More on that soon, but for now, it’s time to go pick up my actual child from the bus. 

Have a spectacular day!