For some reason I woke up way earlier than usual this morning and couldn’t go back to sleep. My morning routine includes shuffling to the tea kettle, putting some water on to boil and making a nice big mug of hot tea. I was sad to find all of my good British Blend tea gone this morning. I had bought some cheap tea this week, knowing I was running low. I had an open mind, willing myself to find it just as delightful and delicious as my favorite, more pricey kind. My mind closed up pretty quickly after that first sip. Oh, well. There are just some things that I won’t scrimp on, and tea is one of them! Give me beat up furniture and hand-me-down clothes, but I’ll take good tea, please! So, with my mediocre cup of tea this morning, and before any more time goes marching into the past, here is our second half of Christmas: Syracuse style. We dearly missed our North Carolina gang! Without too many words, here is a snapshot of our short but wonderful weekend:
Chess games, superheroes, carrot-eating boys, silly gifts, meaningful gifts, cute kids, and lots and lots of joy. We took a wet walk to a nearby park. My favorite shots include a sneaky behind-the-back-photo of Abby and her mom, and Betty being snuggled by Uncle Beck. Our usual “sister picture” never happened, but I do have an almost sister picture. Can you find it?
I’m so thankful for family, and every minute spent together is so special. We borrowed Matthew’s parents’ “big red van” for the trip, because our van is just super tight for more than a two-hour trip. The whole time driving, whenever we would hit a bump, it would feel like the roof was about to fly off. There are other interesting noises it makes as well, so we weren’t sure if what we heard was legitimate and didn’t think too much about it. The day we got home from NY, we drove to the Sodies’ house to help demolish their kitchen and repair leak damage. On the way, we hit the lip of a curb right before entering a small train tunnel. The bump was so huge that the entire front windshield spider-webbed in an instant. Everyone was crying, and we made our way the last five minutes to their house. Thankfully, we were able to get it to a place that day to get fixed. The entire drive there, I could hear the glass crackling and I was so nervous.
When Heather & I went to pick it up, the guy told us that it was a good thing the windshield cracked, because it was barely being held onto the roof and something much more serious could have happened at any time. So, even though it was scary, inconvenient, and not in our plan, God protected us and preserved us from something worse happening down the road. So thankful! Also, Matt & I weren’t imagining the sounds that the roof was about to fly off!
Thankful for a great many things this new year. I am even thankful for my mediocre cup of tea. It’s hot, and because I woke up so early, I got to spend some time with Matthew before he left for work: a rare treat. Next on the grocery list: REAL tea.