Growing up, it was tough having a birthday the day after Christmas. First of all, my father was a minister. That meant that by the time my birthday came along each year, he was exhausted and didn’t want to do anything but sleep. Then there were the Christmas presents that said, "Merry Christmas and Happy Birthday," no special presents on my birthday. Add to that the fact that the family was always ready for a party on July 9th, when my brother’s birthday came around. It really sucked when I was a kid. After I had my own family, though, they always made a big deal out of my birthday, and when they had grown up and left home, someone was often visiting for Christmas, so I got to be with them for my birthday, too. The only think still missing was the birthday blessing at church. Somehow they never seemed to happen on the Sunday around Christmas. This year, I decided to make sure it happened. You always get the option of having a blessing instead of communion by crossing your hands across your chest instead of putting them out to receive the bread. So, after two services Christmas Eve, where I sang with the choir, I showed up at church on Christmas Day (coincidentally Sunday this year) to get my birthday blessing. Fr. Jed greeted me before the service and told me that a service without the choir needed some help, so I supposed that meant to sing out. I let him know I was hoping for a birthday blessing and would plan to get it during communion. I had already had communion Christmas Eve. This kind of blessing turned out to be very private and all the more special because of that. It wasn’t even my birthday yet (that’s today), but it has already made my birthday special. All the family members are elsewhere this year, so Charlie and I are alone.
Another favorite was a selection of artwork from the grandkids. Daphne is definitely in the Pointillism school, whereas Zachary is floating between Realism and Surrealism.
These will go on the wall. There was also a mouse pad and two quilt blocks with their artwork. (I'll have to think of something special to do with those.) I got a bread knife long enough to use with my new bread slicing guide. We gave and received presents that are really donations to worthy charities...the best presents of all!
What's in The Doll's Storybook: Pauly's First Christmas Eve. Pauly visits his friends, who are celebrating Hanukkah AND Christmas Eve, and finds out that they don't always come at the same time.
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