The past few weeks have been sweet -- spending day and night under twinkling lights, cutting paper snowflakes and making white paper chains, sending out Christmas cards, listening to the music and drinking the cocoa that make this season feel so cozy, enjoying tons of Christmas stories and advent readings and little treats, planning and making and buying and wrapping presents.
Another little hiccup in life: Ben got laid off this winter and so I've picked up a little part time job at the ski resort up here as the midweek kids program lunch "attendant" (read: lady). I open up shop, clean the cocoa machine, heat and serve the food (to the ski instructors, not the kids), clean up, lock up. It's vaguely reminiscent of my college days at Gillies Cafe. Mostly strange; mostly I just kept cracking up at the whole thing. Oh, so I'm leaving my home occupation of feeding and cleaning up after my two beloved little ones to do the same for 350 little ski vacationers instead? I haven't had that many kids yet; I've only done two days -- one for training and the second I was in charge. (Except the sixteen year old kid assisting me knew everything there was to know about the place, so I was the head lunchlady but really he was showing me the ropes.) On my "training" day there was some difficulty finding someone who actually knew what I was supposed to do and how to do it, but eventually someone convinced 70 year old Ralphie to give me the rundown. He had some interesting techniques -- like pre-heating the water for the steam table in a small bowl in the microwave -- but he showed me where to find the supplies and let's be honest: it isn't rocket science. I got the idea.
|very satisfied after making his own BLT|
It's just two nights 'til Christmas Eve, and Bob's glee at that thought tonight at dinner was enough to make me grin from ear to ear. Another big smile-inducer: Owen's urgent "Santa!" exclamation as his little finger stabs at the drawings in our books.
|meeting santa at community christmas: "Santa, do you remember me from last time?!"|
|... and sharing his request: a new Mario game|
|I love the branches down low with six ornaments on them|