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You are alive when they start to eat you.

Champagne and dinosaur dreams. ;)
Champagne and dinosaur dreams. ūüėČ

You may have read that title and assumed I’m talking about teens, but I’m not. Well, maybe not entirely. NaBloPoMo can take a toll on a family.

Here’s the deal.¬†As most of you may know,¬†our holiday celebrations¬†traditionally begin on Thanksgiving Day.¬†Boxes are pulled from the attic, holiday music is queued up, and the stash of holidays DVDs¬†is pulled from the collection and piled¬†by the TV. Throughout the weekend, we are relaxed and playful as we begin¬†dressing our home in the holiday spirit.

Except this weekend, our plans were slightly derailed.

Our plans went south before the weekend even started. With not one, but almost every room in a state of chaos¬†from the massive decluttering I’ve been doing, I was opposed to even one box of decorations being brought into the house until I cleaned up. What I thought would take only one day has taken 3. Additionally, my husband planned on spending only one day on a contract job, before it went south and cost him¬†two additional days. My daughter, A, has been a trooper and has hung out without fuss, but she’s also been fighting a cold. Makes it easy to keep her in one place to ask the “love it or toss it” questions.

In some ways, like our appetizers and holiday movie kick-off, this has been a traditional Thanksgiving for us. However, in more ways than not, it’s been very different.¬†Therefore, it wasn’t too difficult to stray further from tradition and ditch¬†tonight’s holiday movie in favor of the film A was assigned (by me) for her Paleontology class. “Jurassic Park” is on the marquee so she can write a¬†paper about the scientific inaccuracies in the film and¬†how/why they are inaccurate.¬†She’s been looking forward to this assignment all semester. She loved dinosaurs when she was little, and her curiosity only grew from there.

In particular, she loves raptors. I hate raptors. They’re vicious, but they are what fueled her desire to¬†learn more and I, in turn, have been taught more than I ever wanted to know. But we’ve¬†bonded over prehistoric creatures, making it worth ever last piece of trivia.¬†And, as she sits engrossed in her movie, occasionally blurting out a¬†falsehood, I¬†sit grateful for this family time and, especially, for the fact¬†that it’s only raptors that will eat you while you are alive and not teens, unless we’re talking about a juvenile raptor–then all bets are off.

Who knows, maybe this is the start of a new holiday tradition? Few things say festive like death by dinosaur when you live with an teen passionate about paleontology.

Thankful Thursday

Thanksgiving sunrise, 2014, from my front porch. So much to be thankful for....
Thanksgiving sunrise, 2014, from my front porch. So much to be thankful for….

My day started early and the sunrise that greeted me was spectacular! Just as it started, my day has been a day of total ease all day.

If you’ve followed my blog, you may already know that my family doesn’t travel on this holiday (or really any holiday, for that matter.) Our cars have stayed parked, and I have spent the day in yoga pants and a tank top with my hair pulled back in a hair band and without make-up. (Thank goodness the paparazzi have no interest in me.)

Total ease.

And, we don’t do big meals. We follow a tradition that started long before my girls were born; I asked my husband what he wanted for dinner one Christmas and he told me he didn’t want me in the kitchen. We (read: those that are not gluten-free) do cinnamon rolls mid-morning and easy appetizers¬†( read: veggie tray,¬†cocktail wieners, cheese plate, and various frozen appetizers)¬†get set out around 4.

Total ease.

As the appetizers made their way to the table tonight, I clicked on the video icon on Skype. My older daughter, C, answered at the distant end. She, in the living room of her dorm suite with 3 close friends that also stayed on campus, and my husband, her sister, A, and I all shared a lively and silly conversation about nothing serious. There was laughter and lots of “Oh, Mom’s” and even more “I miss you’s” followed by a quick, “Only 3 more weeks.”

Total ease. (Kind of…)

Boxes filled with Christmas decorations were pulled from the attic today, but there was no pressure to begin the decorating. I glanced at the boxes that sit in the garage and peeked into the past, but felt neither the need nor the inclination to begin today.

Total ease.

Our Thanksgiving day ends the same way each year. Together we settle into the living room and watch our first Christmas movie of the season. It changes every year. There is no pressure, no arguing over which movie, just ease as we each know that at some point each movie will be screened.

Total ease.

Today, I let the day unfold on its own. There were no obligations nor expectations placed upon me nor anyone else in the family. It has been the perfect launch to our holiday season. It was a day of total ease. And for that, I am thankful.

Wishing each of you a most wonderful Thanksgiving and a season of total ease.