Holiday Sweetness. Like all the big-meal food, it’s better on the second day. Celebrating the day after Christmas. Also the week before the next big holiday, New Year’s Eve.
A day to enjoy NO HOLIDAY.
Making today an exceptionally fine day, brimming with After-Holiday Sweetness.
Granted, our kitchen is still a mess. Last night, at 9 p.m., the family was treated to the spectacle of a certain frazzled person. Attempting to make Mom’s Apple Pie.
How long had it been since I attempted to make a pie? So long that the pie pan, wherever it was… Wasn’t anywhere to be found. Perhaps it had been absorbed by the living room carpet. Awaiting some future archaeological dig.
But a promise is a promise. Apple pie it would be.
An Unexpected Winter Wonderland
So I pressed into service a cast-iron skillet. And all about me, spilling over like an over-enthusiastic snow globe… I created a “Winter Wonderland.”
Sure! A Wonderland of Flour Clumps. Random flakes of pastry, and not what people mean by “flaky pastry.” More like a cross between snow and Play-Doh.
As in, did the health food fanatic really have to try making her flaky pastry with whole wheat non-pastry flour? As in, was that Rose Rosetree living in some dream world of perfection?
Opposite that! Rose in her human world. Running on fumes. Right there in the kitchen, which had already been cleaned up several times on that very long day.
Behold the Better-Late-Than-Never Holiday Baker and her collection of apple peels. A complete and total mess!
Mess pretty much everywhere.
All done by me. The big, fancy Enlightenment Coach. Transformed into the walking embodiment of “Ackkkk! Overwhelm!”
Christmas Holiday Sweetness 2017
Fortunately my husband and son may be the kindest people alive. “I’ll clean it up in three minutes,” Mitch said.
It took about 10 minutes before his offer registered on me. While I waited for the pie to bake. Mechanically making limp cleaning movements with a wet rag.
Mitch. Would. Clean. It. All. Up. For. Me. (And this wouldn’t be the first time, either.)
Fortunately, too, my Christmas included this. I walked my frantic and discombobulated self upstairs. To the pink office. Where I’d done no RES sessions all day. Until I finally gave myself one.
What was my Healing Centerpiece? Some very welcome “Causational Belief Transformation.”
Hit the spot!
More satisfying than a roast turkey. Or orange-tinged sweet potatoes. The poignantly cinnamon-ed cranberry sauce, etc.
Didn’t I used to be a better cook than this? And way less messy?
At least it is possible to co-create some dependable energy spirituality skills. With the Divine help as clean and true as always. Which definitely cut down on my inner frustrations. Helping me to glow up again, more like our beautiful, funkily decorated artificial Tree.
In Case You’re Wondering
Best ornament around here: A square of glued Popsicle sticks. It frames a photo of Matt at age four. Framed by wisps of cotton, tinged a fine ethereal blue. Behold my preschooler, in a fuzzy-yet-glittery cloud.
Any of you Blog-Buddies willing to share which is your favorite tree ornament? Or other holiday decoration?
My holiday sweetness in 2017 definitely includes silly things like that favorite ornament. And one funky detail after another.
Some people do manage Instagram-perfect homes. I am so not that people.
Anyhow, maybe for all of us…
Holiday Sweetness Definitely Improves The Next Day
In my case, the pie wound up tasting okay. And we’ve got more leftovers aplenty.
What’s really wonderful, though?
The quiet. No suspense about “Who will like what?” Or “Will I get?”
No need to make anything special. Which may be the basis of serious enjoyment.
Plus there’s this: Now’s the day to actually start playing with all my presents.