All I Want for Christmas is Two Nights of Sleep

Our weekend was a blur of activity.  At least, my vision is blurred.  But that could be due to the fact that I stayed up past 2:00 am both nights.

I do not thrive under these conditions.  I never did.  I was still taking a nap in high school.  When I have a newborn baby the lack of sleep causes me to walk around crying uncontrollably.  It’s not attractive.

On Friday night I worked in my shop until the wee hours of the morning.  I turned up the Christmas music and sewed until after 3:00.  The only reason I went to bed was because I could no longer see to thread the sewing machine needle.  Blast old age!  I used to be able to work all night and still make breakfast for the family the next morning.

On Saturday night we had a little Christmas party.  Twelve of our closest friends came over to play games and basically embarrass themselves.  It’s one of our favorite activities….making fun of others.  It’s what separates us from the animals.

I realized about an hour before the guests arrived that I needed to find an outfit.  It was important.  I needed something to distract from the dark circles under my eyes.  I decided to pull out all of the stops and wear the new scarf I got on Black Friday.

It’s a black sequined infinity scarf that one of my girls got for free when they bought something in a tween store.  I am sure it was the only thing in the store that was actually meant for adult women.

When faced with the challenge of wearing a sequined infinity scarf that was probably intended to be worn by girls in the 12-14 age range, one must choose carefully.  I opted for an all black look.  Black top, black skirt, black jacket.  I did jazz it up a little with silver hose.  Then I added a silver pin to the scarf, in case I didn’t sparkle enough already.

I heard the name Morticia Adams being tossed around at the party, but I am sure they weren’t talking about me.  The Adams Family is often a topic at Christmas parties, right?

Now that I look at this image, I can see that I may have looked more like her than I thought.  If I had little shreds of fabric creeping from the bottom of my skirt I would have nailed it.  But she is missing the sequins.

Don’t you just love those nights when you laugh so hard that your sides ache?  Friends are a balm to the soul.  These people are not perfect, but they love the Lord and they love us and that’s all I need.

That and a few full nights of sleep…..and maybe some color in my wardrobe.