A few fascinating items before I get to my point. Today’s Webster’s word of the day is “Flapdragon”. Incidentally, unlike some Minnesotans, I don’t believe in pronouncing a long “a” in either syllable so you shouldn’t either. Anyway, the word appears to be from around the early 1500’s. It is an old game in which the players snatch raisins, plums, etc… out of burning brandy, and eat them. Now days we’d maybe do it with small candy bars in burning diet coke (at least in our circles). Well… come to think of it we probably wouldn’t be snatching anything except another person, out of anything in flames and certainly we wouldn’t have put them there on purpose.
The thing snatched is also referred to as the “flapdragon”. I guess it was the original “hunger games”. I wondered if it was a game played on New Year’s Eve since this word is the word given on this day. I have enough to consider on this New Year’s Eve Day, so I won’t research that. It was enough of a thrill to have discovered the word and meaning. I hope you think so too. We’ve begun the crock pots of items, Mark is steaming the Sushi Rice and he’s smoking a couple of pheasants outside. I’m soaking the quail eggs in beet juice, and all the other things except cleaning the remote control helicopter paraphernalia off the dining tables. Things are looking ready-ish. If it was the middle-ages and we were part of the King’s Castle, we’d also go fetch the Peacocks from the barn and dress them out. Good thing we’re not. I couldn’t face that.
Thanks for listening to that bit of ramble. I wrote a poem a few months ago, and I thought now would be a good time to post it since today Mark found my Murphy oil soap wood wipes in the freezer.
Have a wonderful 2015.
Most Sincerely, ~ Pam.
Nothing cultural about this for me, except, of course, that I have been turning on more lights for awhile and will continue to do so awhile longer. The actual solstice happens in a moment of time, so people have called this day things like: midwinter, shortest day, first day of winter, start of winter, etc… So, Happy MidWinter (I hope it isn’t too bleak).
I acknowledge it because it is an event in our amazing Solar System worth noting. From now until June21, the daytime will grow a little bit longer each day, while the night will lessen a little bit each night. There is something deeply symbolic about this, for me.
Come quickly Lord Jesus.
Very Sincerely, ~ Pam.
Before I get directly into “holiday tips”, I would like to touch on the idea of encouragement. Everyone needs encouragement now and then. Well, actually it appears we may need it daily – So we need to give it daily. Let’s look at a few ways we can show our appreciation (one form of encouragement): Some like to leave notes around, some mothers (or fathers) leave little works of art in their children’s lunch boxes. I have hit upon a pretty good one to remind Mark that I care – He will often find one or two long hairs on his socks, stuck here by static cling from the laundry. So there is an idea for you ladies who struggle to come up with those ways to show appreciation. You’re welcome
My 2 youngest children made this up for me, for my kitchen. I prefer naps to any kind of holiday decorating. We don’t do much really but just a little to cheer up the dark winter mornings and evenings and to have a festive atmosphere for the few little “parties” we like to do over this time. It’s pretty, but left to myself I would light a candle and call it overkill. Probably just laziness on my part but my children enjoy doing that part so I gladly let them. Here are a few ways to simplify and not have it be too hectic. Well, sometimes you can’t avoid that because of schedule conflicts but this will help – choose a sturdy, nice all purpose Christmas cookie and just make lots of one kind. We do gingerbread people. I have medium size, which makes a lot for service to sudden guests or doing up a plate. I have a large person cutout (and we add 3 red hots for buttons) to give to delivery people such as our friend the UPS lady, or the mailman. I put it in a sandwich baggy with a thankyou note attached. This would also make a nice Sunday school teacher gift. We all like to be remembered.
This year I have hit upon a new way to speed holiday cleaning up. It may or may not work for you but here it is: One day when we were washing some of the windows, I brought my Quaker Parrot over to sit on her perch near me while I washed and squeegeed. This bird quickly picked up the squeaky squeegee sound and began to squeegee the side of her food dish. So to feel like I’m getting the yet undone windows now, I just put the bird in the room while she does her squeegee sound, then move her when she is done there. Things perhaps don’t look quite as good as they did last year but I am freed up to catch up on laundry. Next I’ll try to teach her the vacuum sound.
Until next time,
Mostly sincerely, ~Pam.