I’m not entirely sure how it is December 20th already! I feel like December really flew by this year. The presents are all wrapped and the tree is up, so I suppose we’re ready for Christmas, but I don’t quite feel like it.
Ordinarily in this Christmas update, I would share a photo from our annual Christmas card, but I’m going to hold off and share that next week, so that the physical cards have a chance to make their way to all our friends and family, because we were a little late in sending them out. On top of that it seems like our mail is extra slow this year. I know the post office and the various shipping services are all swamped this time of year, but just from a few things I’ve sent and received I know the mail seems to be moving even slower than normal.
Anyway, I didn’t want to leave you without a photo full of holiday cheer, so here’s a picture of Dominick:
You might rightfully wonder why on earth we have a life-size plush donkey in our basement, and all I can say is that is a mystery for the ages. Also, just to be clear, Dominick does not belong to either me or Ron.
Anyway, sticking a Santa hat on the donkey has become one of our holiday traditions. It’s right up there with baking Christmas cookies (I made some pretty sad, pathetic cookies last night) and watching Christmas movies. I also like to read one of my favorite short stories “Miracle” by Connie Willis to help get me into the holiday spirit.
I hope that your holiday traditions bring you joy, and I wish you the very merriest of Christmases! Also I hope your Christmas cookies turn out WAY better than mine did!
— Alissa
Weekly Inspiration
What I’m Reading: Wired
What I’m Watching: Genie
What I’m Listening to: “Dominick the Donkey” by Lou Monte
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Oh my gosh. I’ve got to be an idiot. Before reading your post, I only saw the photo and thought “how cute , they have a donkey inside!” “I want one in my house.” Then I read and realized no it’s not real. So I had a good laugh at myself.
When we were kids my mom was not the best at making cookies and would always come out burnt. Our poor old collie dog loved burnt cookies, so we name the cookies after the dog, Lucy. From that day forward , mom would make “Lucy Cookies.” Our family joke to this day is if something is burnt , that dish/food is for Lucy. Sadly, Lucy passed away decades ago and my mom passed away a year ago, but the joke still stands with my sister and I.
So you go on and make those “terrible “ cookies because those are the memories to laugh at through the years.
Hey Alissa! As always, I enjoyed your last blog!! I especially LOVED your donkey picture! And please don't worry about how the cookies turned out. I'm sure they taste great!! Looking forward to seeing you soon, Lauren