Merry Christmas!


Today I’m going to a screening of the new Star Wars with the fiance, and then this week begins my week-long vacation from work for the holidays. I’m going to enjoy this little breath of fresh air, and I hope that you and yours are able to sit back and enjoy each other this holiday season as well. I’ll see you again in 2016, fresh with new New Year’s resolutions for myself. Merry Christmas!

Happy Holidays Everyone!


Now that Thanksgiving and Black Friday are in the past, it’s time to break out the holiday spirit and dive into the wonderful waiting of Advent!

 

Tonight, me and my little sister kicked off the season by volunteering some carols in front of the Parker Station at the request of a friend. For your enjoyment, here is a video of us singing our favorite duet ‘Night of Silence/Silent Night’.

 

The Burning Babe by Robert Southwell


As I in hoary winter’s night stood shivering in the snow,

Surprised I was with sudden heat which made my heart to glow ;

And lifting up a fearful eye to view what fire was near,

A pretty babe all burning bright did in the air appear ;

Who, scorchëd with excessive heat, such floods of tears did shed

As though his floods should quench his flames which with his tears were fed.

Alas, quoth he, but newly born in fiery heats I fry,

Yet none approach to warm their hearts or feel my fire but I !

My faultless breast the furnace is, the fuel wounding thorns,

Love is the fire, and sighs the smoke, the ashes shame and scorns ;

The fuel justice layeth on, and mercy blows the coals,

The metal in this furnace wrought are men’s defilëd souls,

For which, as now on fire I am to work them to their good,

So will I melt into a bath to wash them in my blood.

With this he vanished out of sight and swiftly shrunk away,

And straight I callëd unto mind that it was Christmas day.

Merry Christmas, everyone!

I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas!


It’s finally snowing here! And it’s supposed to snow on Thursday as well, so I think we’ll finally have a white Christmas this year! The past couple of years it’s all been a white New Years, but decidedly brown-green for the rest of the winter holidays.

So I get to stay in for most of the day! Yay! Hot chocolate and fudge for me FOREVER.

And while I imbibe more warm treats than my waistline can handle, I can get a couple of things done. Like finishing up all of the Christmas cards I had forgotten to do over Thanksgiving Break. And write a card to send to my boyfriend to make him happy. And send out my chapbook manuscripts so that I can get the verdict on those sooner and be able to do something with them sooner.

If you haven’t noticed, I don’t have much patience. Which is horrible, considering I want to be a poet and writer. Which is probably why I write so dang much- I write to keep my mind off of all the waiting that I have to do in this career. It’s most likely also the reason why I have taken up blogging. Keeps me on the keyboard without turning into crazy ‘have you got it’ yet e-mails to editors well before their normal response date.

I start work again tomorrow too, so I won’t really have time to be sending things out or compiling things for the rest of the break. It’s better to get all of those things out of the way so that I can work my butt off while I’m waiting instead of waiting till I’m done working, then sending things out/ compiling things, and then sitting there going stir-crazy waiting for answers. That is absolutely no fun.

Anyhow, this is the last week before Christmas- Christmas Eve is this Saturday!

Does everyone have their shopping done? (I still need a gift for my big sister..) What are you looking forward to the most this week?

So I Failed at Making Fudge..


which is odd, because I usually do so good at making fudge. Seriously. I made some to take to my dorm after Thanksgiving Break and I had people almost breaking down my door to get at it. I’m going to put this down to being tired.

Which means I should stay up and blog, right?

Right.

So I’m home. It’s crazy how much we decorate over here. We have two Christmas trees, lights everywhere, about five-thousand Nativity sets with snowmen and snowflakes and other holiday joy EVERYWHERE. It’s like being wrapped in a womb made of holidays. I love how all-out we go for Christmas, and I really hope that one day I’ll be able to do the same for my kids.

Which doesn’t seem like that far off of a goal, to be honest. My mom moved all of my boxes from the basement back into my old room (I lived in the basement for awhile so that my niece and nephew could live in there while my brother was finalizing his divorce…long story) and they fill up a walk-in closet. I’m pretty sure at least five of those boxes are Christmas ornaments alone. The other ones are mainly baby things that will go to my first daughter (who I shall name Michael Alice, no question about that) and then dolls, and old writing journals and drawings I’ve done over the years. I’m unpacking my Willow Tree Nativity set though. That thing is too beautiful to wallow in a box even for a moment, and it just makes me feel more at peace when I’m able to see it. The most unsettling thing about my dorm is not being able to see it. So I’m going to take every chance I can get to stare at it now.

I got to see my twin cousins today too. They are fraternal and five, with one boy and one girl (though the girl is convinced she wants to be a boy which we don’t know if its a trans thing or if its because she feels weird that her twin is a boy but honestly I’ll love that little monkey no matter what she (or he) decides) and they are in that stage where they just want to talk your head off. They dont’ even care if you’re listening. They’ll talk at a wall if there’s no one else there to fixate on. It’s adorable, but it’s also headache inducing. I may want kids someday, and I may even want a lot of kids, but whoo boy after today I’m really glad I don’t have any right at this moment.

Also, my little brother got his first paycheck today. It was upwards of 150$ for 25 hrs, which is honestly fabulous for a first job in high school. He seemed to be really proud of himself, and it makes me a lot less worried about his future when I know that he is at least learning how to care for himself and how to make it out in the work force.

I guess I have a lot to be thankful for today. I have a family. I have a family that loves to celebrate. I have a family that knows the importance of really going that extra mile to make sure people know that they are appreciated. I have a family that accepts all kinds of neurotypes and gender identites and personalities and styles. I have a family that treasures the joy of children, and respects the awe of old age. I have a family that knows the value of good food, and knows that that value comes not from the food but from the hands that make it. I have a family that works hard. I have a wonderful family who do their best to make sure I have a wonderful life.

I guess when I look at it that way,

I don’t feel so bad about failing the fudge.

Tell Everybody I’m on My Way!


Whelp kids, this is it! Time for winter break- time for me to go home, rest for about four days, and then work long shifts every day until I just can’t wait to come back to the stresslessness of school. (I’ve got some pretty awesome classes lined up for next semester too… Latin, Shakespeare in Performance, Woodsworth, Jesuit Spirituality… oh! and I’ll officially be a junior)

I am really excited to see my family though. They said they’ve been working really hard on something in the house while I’m gone (which I think means they finished redoing my little sister’s bedroom) and I’ve only really got to celebrate my upcoming publication with my mum via phone, which is not half as fun as celebrating with the whole family in person.

And I get to be surrounded by my Christmas decorations, too. I love my Chrismas decorations. I have a snow village and like five nativity sets that are actually mine, but I set them up in my parent’s house for lack of anywhere else to put them, and I have been missing them hard lately. Oh! And I’ll get to go back to Mass at my home parish (I don’t during the school year, since I go to a Catholic college and so go every Sunday, Wednesday and Friday at the chapel here and sacristan those masses) and I’ll be able to look through the back issues of the More Informed so that I can put the articles/poems I published there into my publication credits. (Hey, when you’re just starting out, you really gotta reach for everything you got).

Just gotta: do breakfast, pack my computer, turn in my World Literature final and then get checked out by my RA. I’m so psyched for today!