Beginning the “busy season”

22 November 2011

I’m writing this on November 22, two days away from Thanksgiving.  Which means that I’m two days away from what we at Chez Anselmeau call “the busy season.”

It’s kind of a funny thing, the holiday season around our house.  (And if anyone from the evangelical thought police is bothered that I just said “holiday season” instead of some other phrase, all I can say is — tough beans.)  We never planned it this way, it’s just how things worked out.  But starting Thursday, almost every commemorative event in our lives — and all the attendant celebration and gift-giving — will land in the next twelve weeks.

Don’t believe me?  Here’s the rundown:


a very low-key valentine’s day.

14 February 2009

You know how the retail world pushes Valentine’s Day, don’t you?  Jewelry, cards, flowers, jewelry, chocolate, stuffed animals, jewelry, special books, dinners out, jewelry … on and on and on until you’re sick of it and you never want to see a red heart-shaped box or a long-stemmed rose again.  And if you’re single, it’s between 10 and 1,000,000 times worse.  Make no mistake, I love my wife and I enjoy any chance I can get to celebrate the fact that I’m amrried to her, but sometimes I wonder why we pour so much into “a day” instead of just relaxing and enjoying it.

Well, today we did something different, the Supermodel and I.  We relaxed and enjoyed it.

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More silver (lining) to polish

13 February 2009

I guess this is another installment of “Polishing the silver (lining)”.  I don’t have anything to rant about tonight; nothing has gotten my goat or is running fingernails down my blackboard.  Okay … that’s not quite true, but rather than dwelling on the petty annoyances in my life, I just feel thankful right now and want to spend a few moments sharing the love …

Cloud: The Supermodel’s employer shorted her paycheck a couple of weeks ago by about $1000 (and while they’ve promised to fix it, it hasn’t happened yet), thus scotching our Valentine’s Day plans.

Silver lining: Four times today, the Supermodel said some variation of “we don’t need money on Valentine’s Day, we just need each other.”  There is no guy in the world that doesn’t love hearing that.  (Incidentally, it also gives her an insurmountable lead in the Coolest Woman Alive competition …)

Cloud: My daughter’s wart medication smells like camphorated napalm.

Silver lining: That tells you it’s working!  And it is — of the six warts she had on her fingers a month ago, five are almost gone and the other has shrunk noticeably.

Cloud: I made fish quesadillas tonight, and my son wouldn’t eat them.

Silver lining: Everyone else liked them — and when he wouldn’t eat his portion, the Supermodel and my daughter ended up splitting it.  (Note to self: less salsa next time, so they’re not so soggy.)

Cloud: It’s been raining all day.

Silver lining: Don’t have to wash the car.

Cloud: Missed my daily workout at the Stribley Center …

Silver lining: … because I was helping the Supermodel run errands, watching the kids and picking up a shortstop with grade-A defense and a .384 on-base percentage in the Legends of Baseball fantasy draft.  So it wasn’t like the time got wasted.  (And I can always work out a little extra tomorrow.)

See what I mean?  Maybe I’ll make this a regular feature — it’s not like you can be too thankful!  Try it yourself — you might like it …

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