It’s that moment when I realize that I need an army of minions to help me around the house to get the wrapping done, last minute cleaning finished, and final decorating.
Oh, and a little more baking. For my honey — who seems to really like some apricot thumbprint cookies. So easy to please, the Big Guy.
I’ve had a very low key Advent…some nice couple-time, a few parties, some good reading, confession last week, a few daily masses thrown in here and there.
What have you been doing to get ready?
We have a small infestation of ladybugs in our bedroom, and especially our bathroom. I don’t know how the little bugs got in, but they’re small, so they obviously found a way.
People keep telling me they are good luck. I don’t know about that, but they’re cute — when they’re not flying into my face or watching me. They aren’t watching me, are they? In the bathroom. Ew.
I did a little bit of research on them. Wikipedia suggests they were named for the Blessed Virgin, that’s why they are called Lady bugs, or Lady birds, in Europe. It turns out that in the Middle Ages, the farmers asked for Our Lady’s intercession to protect crops. I especially like the Dutch name for them, lieveheersbeestje, little creatures of Our Lord.
Isn’t that sweet? I think I’ll quit complaining about them.
I thought, for a moment, “That’s the life.”
And then I remembered. No coffee.
