A New Poem
December 20th, 2005
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Not exactly a real Christmasy poem, but I did write it while doing Christmasy things! lol
The other night I had to stay up really really late to get some cookie baking and laundry {we got Mum clothing for Christmas, but if she is to model them for us that day, they needed to be cleaned} and things just did not seem to be going right. The little bit of washing I thought I was going to have to do turned into five or six loads, with nothing wanting to dry in the dryer. I also found out that I had forgotten to put sugar into the cookies and therefor have been left with four ore more dozen shortbread like cookies with chunks of chocolate bar. It was past four in the morning {closer to five} when I got the last of the clothing out of the dryer and put them in the bags to go under the manger. During my cat naps on the basement couch, I started to think. It felt like I was running….rushing around, and what for? Now, looking back I can see that what I meant by this poem and what was going on that night are two very differnet things, but at the time it seemed to fit. I felt like, here I am rushing around to get Christmas things done, but would I put the same effort into getting something done in the name of the Lord. I know the ‘world’ does not put any effort into it.
Everybody rushes
They rush to get ahead
Hopeing no one notices
That thier already dead
They dont have a reason
For anything they do
Everyday keep going on
With not much being new
Hoping Im not like them
I struggle on each day
In my heart is the knowledge
Of truth and life and way
It is a very short and simple poem I know, but it helped get my mind on better things that night I think. Helped me not to worry so much about what had gone wrong since it really is no big deal. We could find a way to fix the cookies and all the clothing did, in time, get dry.
Incase you are wondering, no I did not throw away the missing sugar cookies. Before we make up the plates of cookies to take to our friends, we are going to come up with some sort of a glaze to cover them in, with hopes that it will not only sweeten the outside, but also seep in and help the insides too! 
It is perhaps silly to write such a long explination and post for such a small silly poem, but I felt it needed for some unkown reason. 
I hope to write a Christmas poem very soon….maybe even while at work in the next few days. The snow has been so beautiful and just seems to beg to be written about!
December 21st, 2005 at 12:27 am
nice poem. Ok, help me out here! Most sane poeple are in bed now. I am sure you’re not one of them and neither am I. Do you know why? Because I am trying to finish my moms scrapbook. Ok, be my witness. Never again will I do this. Well, I probably will. This isn’t the first time (did one for Ron, Corey, and JIm’s g-ma). And, I am so glad, for once, that my mom does not take lots of pic’s. I will be done soon. Oh well, I feel better now. Have a good night.
Mis
oh, see ya Sunday!
December 21st, 2005 at 1:47 am
Hey!! I know you. No, I am not one of those sane people that get to bed at a sane time, like say, 10 or….even 12…though tonight I am going to make an effort to be in bed BY 2…if not by ONE!! {you may gasp appropriately *gasp* Thank You}
And, just because I am the sweet, kind, loving cousin that I am….if I ever hear you mention anything about a scrapbooks I will slap you. K??
{or did you just mean if you mentioned making it as a gift. Cause, this works for me too!}
December 21st, 2005 at 3:37 pm
Yes, jsut the gift idea. I am now behind on Jesse’s, Elly’s, and Cassies’s. And, I need to catch up on our vacaton one. AND, in the future (pretty sure the Lord will be back before this happens!) I would like to do my own scrapbooks. The kdis get to keep theirs when they have their own home. Ok, to work i go. I need to clean the house as April and her 4 kids are comeing over for our annual pizza Christmas party tomorrow. After they leave, we will go to my moms for “Christmas with Kelly and Kim and the kids”. Then, I will do my grocery shopping and come home. I will be tired, however, i will not leave home on Friday or Saturday. YAHOO! This stay-at-home mom is going to be a STAY-AT-HOME-MOM!