Naked

      

Our Christmas Tree is naked. I cannot figure out the lighting cords. I don't know what happened. The connecting cords are shorter and some circuits are totally out. When I touch the tree, the light turns on, so there must be a loose bulb somewhere. I love Christmas. I love Christmas Trees, Christmas carols, Christmas ornaments, Christmas colors, Christmas smells, Christmas church bells, Holy Christmas mass celebrations expecially when the choir sounds like the Gregorian monks chanting. As I write this, Manhein Steamroller is playing Christmas carols on the Bose. However, I am not crazy that I will inspect 800 lightbulbs to see which one is loose or burnt out. I promised my daughter I will buy new Christmas lights tomorrow and we will string them around the tree so we can decorate the tree.

I used to have a lot of Christmas decorations. As years passed, I started throwing away some Christmas ornaments and decorations. I resolved to only keep the ones that had sentimental value. So it only takes half a day to put up the Christmas decorations. The tree will have to wait. It looks very green right now.

Every Christmas ornament we have around the house has a story and memory. I have a lot of handmade Christmas ornaments, made by my late but most beloved Mother-in-law. I have some ornaments made by my sister-in-law. I also have ornaments hand-carved by my Father-in-law. Every year, my husband buys me a Santa Claus ornament or decoration. I don't think he knows that he does it every year. My favorite ornament is Santa Clause riding on a pig. My husband bought it one December when he was in Dallas on a business trip. I was so tickled to receive that. At that time I liked pig ornaments.

I do not put away all my Christmas ornaments. I keep some Christmas ornaments out all year and some really tiny ones in the china or the curio cabinet. Yes, we keep the Christmas spirit here year-round. I love to be reminded by many happy memories...that or I am a lazy housekeeper. I love fresh flowers but I do not buy fresh flowers unless the house is clean and organized. This December I will finally buy my first bouquet. I am exhausted. I moved furniture all weekend and cleaned up my art supplies. The front yard is littered with boxes not because I went shopping but because I threw away more things.

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Wishing Everyone A Wonderful Christmas Time

So busy during this time of the year. 

So many project implementations at work. 

There is no such thing as a holiday season when one is working in healthcare.

I am so busy.

So tired.

However, let me be the first one to greet everyone a Merry Christmas. 

Love your loved ones.

Tsup!

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Jan-Mar 2012

First:

Happy Birthday to a very beloved gentleman:

My Father-In-Law is 89 years old today.

Happy Birthday, Dad. 

I love you!

Ah, drawing,

Same-O Same-O

Rocks, Paper, Scissors...

Friars, Monks, Bricks

I feel like I should type some sort of chant or prayer here... I have not done anything this first quarter except draw rocks and more rocks, friars, monks and nuts and more nuts. My drawings have been called many things by my most honest critics. After reading the earlier lists of insults, I am fearful to posts these drawings. Then I realize, I am being arrogant. After all they were insulting artists and writers. Whew! 

To be kind to myself, life has been an emotional hurricane and a tornado of activities. My work continues to be very busy and time consuming. I have experienced painful losses in my life in the past. I have lost my teenage best friend, brother-in-law, my father and mother. I have been through my own epsilons' teenage initiation rites and 17-year hazing but nothing can compare to the recent event of seeing a much beloved sister succumb to cancer and see her die. It has been the most painful event in my life thus far. There is a pain and a lump in my throat that can never be soothed or relieved.

So pardon me if I don't seem like my old self anymore, because I am not.

Rocks, Bricks, Trees

If I did not draw or paint, I would probably be chain smoking, drinking, gambling or taking drugs. There is is something worrisome about this activity. I allow myself to be controlled by it. It's an addiction. The drawings are not really the end goal here because as soon as I finish a drawing or painting and after I have shared it for a day or two I obscure it with another post. Have you ever noticed that? 

Trees, Rocks, Friars

Trees, Rocks, Oak

Oh yes!!! 

I drew over 100 acorn and leaf sets.

Big deal!!! Right?

I need to finish this project. I have at least two hundred more to do... I actually love this activity. I just stopped for a while to appease my daughter who was worried that I was getting nutty and consumed with drawing nuts.

Acorns, Acorns, Acorns

Leaf, Leaf, Leaf

I tell myself to do something different. I end up drawing the same things. I bore myself. That's okay. Have a safe and  beautiful April.