Maike turned 11 yesterday. As usual, G made her an Alpo and Milkbone birthday cake.
And as usual, Maike gobbled it down.
One of the playlists on my iPod is called "Merry Little Christmas." I am collecting as many covers of "Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas" as I can find, because to me of all of the seasonal songs it has the widest range of interpretation. Dan and G think I am nuts, but Joe helped me out tonight and gave me seven more, bringing my total to 15*. Of course Judy Garland's version is first on the list, with James Taylor's right behind it, because I prefer my Little Christmas melancholy. *For enquiring minds: Judy Garland, James Taylor, Frank Sinatra, Rosemary Clooney, Linda Ronstadt, Carpenters, Amy Grant, Shawn Colvin, Gloria Estefan, Carly Simon, Julianne Hough, Kenny G, Kenny Loggins, Michael Bolton and Neil Diamond. I would love to add Chrissie Hynde's and The Muppets' versions, as well as any of the old crooners like Andy Williams and Perry Como, as well as any really dreadful versions (since I already have a few of those).
The tree is up at Grandpa's! It was a little challenging though. Half a string of lights that were toward the top of the tree went out after all of them had been strung on. Dan got them working, but it required a lot of futzing around. The needles on this tree are really sharp, so we had to be really careful as we hung the ornaments. G continued her tradition of wearing the tree skirt as a skirt while decorating. It's a lot shorter now than it used to be!
Usually G and Grandpa go to a nursery to pick out a tree, but this year we decided to put up one of the trees from here on the farm because we have so many. G, Dan, Joe, Maike and I went out this morning to cut one that G has had her eye on for a few weeks. It was fairly warm out and we had a chain saw, so it was relatively easy. The tree has to thaw out before we can put it up inside.

G and I pulled ourselves out of bed this morning to be at the head of the line at the annual cookie walk at a nearby Catholic church. Although it was flurrying, there was no ice on the roads and in the parking lot as in the past two years. The bells were chiming as we got out of our car into the swirling flakes. As G said, it was something you'd expect in a movie. We came home with 5 pounds of cookies -- heavy on the Chocolate Crinkles for G, Peanut Butter Blossoms for D, Russian Tea Cakes for Grandpa and Cherry Chocolate Chip Cookies for me.
There's a small space underneath the exterior phone box where we plant alyssum every year. This year the chickens (before the fox ate them) kept digging the area up, so they didn't do very well. Then it was dry and whatever was left died. However, some time during October, a few plants emerged and now they are thriving. It's pretty amazing, since everything else has just about died off. I'm hoping they make it to December.
These sunbeams are known by many names, including Jacob's Ladder and Rays of Buddha, but the technical term for them is "crepuscular rays," because they tend to occur at dawn and dusk. When I was little, I asked my great-grandmother what they were. She told me it was the light created by Angels changing shifts. (Makes total sense if you are Catholic and living in a Pennsylvania steel town.) Whenever I see them in the middle of the day, as I did today, I always wonder what in the world is going on -- like maybe the Day Shift Angels need reinforcements.
It's not too often I post a picture of myself here, but I had a really great moment this past week. Educators at G's school nominated me for a community service award that is sponsored annually by a local business. There was a big shindig at the arts center and each nominee was given his or her moment in the spotlight. Though I didn't win the top award, I was incredibly honored to have been recognized for the activities I have been involved in over the past two years. Thanks THK and AH for putting my name forward!
Last weekend we took a minibreak and went to the Chula Vista Resort in the Dells. Not as big as the Kalahari, but we liked it and would go back. Kind of struck out at outlet shopping and didn't get too far on Christmas shopping when we stopped in Madison. We did however enjoy lunch at Casa de Lara and walking around State Street.
It's Book Fair time again! It has been pretty much all-consuming this week. Despite my fears of massive volunteer dropouts due to all the stuff that's going around (including H1N1) and depressed sales because of the economy, only one of my co-chairs called in sick (with flu-like symptoms!) and our receipts are about where they were last year. G was pretty restrained this year and I think that even with book donations I got through the week for under $125!
In the past we've talked about making candles from the beeswax from our honey harvest, but never done it. (I even bought a book about it.) So this year we gave the beeswax to some friends so it didn't just sit around. We got a call yesterday inviting G to come over because they had all the paraphernalia to make candles. It is not as hard as I thought -- it just takes a little time and patience. The smell is not as sweet as you might expect, but more vaguely spicy. The kids had a blast making and shaping hand-dipped candles. One more activity to balance out going-back-to-school time in the future!
Becca & Jamie came up today for the third annual honey harvest. Now that everyone knows what to do, it went fairly quickly, even though there was a lot more honey this year. It was very obvious that different combs produced different shades of honey. Three in a row makes it a tradition! Can't wait for next year!