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Happy Hangover

Happy Hangover

So, yesterday was a Feast Day.  Feb 2nd is Candlemas, and the Feast of the Presentation of Jesus at the Temple.  As a gal who loves her some candles, and loves the Nunc Dimittis*, it’s a good Feast Day for Erika.

Andrew, through a quirk of work, got home early.  I’d planned a candlelit dinner of blueberry and chocolate-chip pancakes already (because this holiday?  It was original a pagan holiday to Brigid in Ireland, the patroness of grain…and when Brigid became SAINT Brigid, good Christians of the Celtic persuasion winked at each other and continued to enjoy grain-y goodness for Brigid, I mean for Candlemas.  And the tradition of bringing a candle to the church to be blessed, and then lighting it in your home to ward off evil?  Yeah…pagans again.  I love these Feast days so much.)…woah, where am I?  Right, I’d planned the fun-pancakes-by-candlelight already, but I didn’t think it would be a full family dinner, so yay!

The out of the ordinary fun dinner with the family all together got Andrew and I in a festive mood, and we made Mudslides.  2 shots of vodka, 1 of Kahlua, 1 of milk.  Yum.

Then we had another round.  If you’re counting, we each had 6 shots of alcohol.  This is a bit more than our usual imbibing, and certainly unusual for a school night.  It was a fun night.

And this morning, to no one’s surprise including our own, was rough.  Hangover Hagans, that’s us.

And yet…the memory of last night still makes me smile.  The out of time family connection, the fun of the flickering candles and the over-sweet pancakes, the yummy drinks, and the silliness with Andrew that followed.  We Feasted, not just on food, but on how much we love each other.

So, I don’t adore the headache and such.  I really don’t adore wanting to eat nothing but fried eggs and hashbrowns on top of a pizza, and it being a Friday Fast day instead.  I’m eating these carrots, and my body’s like “NEED FAT TO SURVIVE HANGOVER WHAT IS THIS ROUGHAGE NONSENSE”.

But I’d do it all again.  I’m feeling really happy today.


*Nunc Dimittis is the Song of Simeon, which he sang when, after waiting for eons in the Temple to see the Messiah as Gold told him to do…Jesus was brought in by his parents to be presented.

“Lord, now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace according to thy word.For mine eyes have seen thy salvation,Which thou hast prepared before the face of all people;To be a light to lighten the Gentiles and to be the glory of thy people Israel.”

This is one of the canticles for Evensong, and so I’ve sung these words to many different settings many times – and I love them.  Composers tend to really step up on “to be a LIGHT to lighten the Gentiles” – big swelling of emotions right there.

Digging out

Digging out

We turned a corner this weekend.


The new checklists the boys have to do each day are getting done, compeltely, without complaint.  Once you clean your room once, daily tidying is just not that hard, they discovered.

I spent the holiday weekend doing Power Laundry and the mountains of piles of clothes are all clean and put away.

I’m getting a handle on my calendar – shifting things and blocking out time to prep for others.

Slowly, surely, this new year is coming together.

Still stressed about: the state of my desk (so many piles of paperwork.  So many.) and especially regarding some upcoming urgent administrative tasks I need to do: our 2016 taxes and finishing up Isaac’s paperwork for DDS.

And yet – I got up at 6 to pray today, and it was cold and dark, and a took a deep breath, and realized there was room in my house for that deep breath.  Less cluttered.  More ordered.

We’re digging out from the very intense, emotionally-wrought, holiday season.

Welp, here we are

Welp, here we are

I’m working today, teaching tonight, working tomorrow, kids have a half-day so they’re home, then Saturday is Christmas Eve – I’m singing/Guilding at 3 church services.

Which means, things undone?  They aren’t getting done before Christmas.

The only really-truly task that must happen is wrapping presents.  There’s The Morning to do, and then we leave right away for Ohio, so I’ll need to pack the presents for travel.

The only task I really-truly wish had happened is gifts *from* the boys to others.  It’s hard.  Isaac isn’t yet in that social awareness (autism!) and Kai is, but is too young to motivate it himself.  So, even though getting our couple gifts to everyone seems overwhelming enough, I’m also technically responsible for those two rugrats of mine.

And this year – nothing.

I don’t want my boys growing up thinking they only get, not give.  I want them to learn the joy of giving, of watching someone open the gift you made for them.

Next year, I guess.



Tasks I haven’t yet given up on:

– wrapping presents (because I gotta).

– baking the Happy Birthday Jesus cake (because it’s a box mix and is super easy and can be done with kids at home).

– baking candied cherry almond nest cookies (because I can do it with Kai tomorrow afternoon).

– watching Holiday Inn/White Christmas/Bishop’s Wife – because I can do that when I wrap presents.


So there’s that.