Today we’re celebrating our annual Thanksmas dinner with the family, but I was able to sneak in a super fast doodle of a nutcracker. My dad collected these, so there’s an entire shelf dedicated to them at Mom’s house. Philippe thinks they’re sort of creepy, so we don’t have any in our house. My dad’s collection includes cuter versions featuring snowmen and teddy bear nutcrackers, but the traditional version always fascinates me. They are, indeed, a bit creepy, now that I consider it. But, they’re such an icon of the season that the very sight of them always makes me smile and get excited for the days ahead. Although, I thought I didn’t eat too much, I’m now a bit catatonic, so that assessment is probably false. It’s perfectly impossible to avoid overeating when food is served buffet style! I need handlers, or people who ration my food into appropriate-sized proportions. Otherwise, I just go all primal and eat everything in sight. It’s not pretty.
It was dessert that sent me over the edge. Not any one dessert, of course, but my gluttonous sampling of every single selection on display. It all looked small on my plate because I would finish each little bite before adding others. Though I’m rather sure it could all be reassembled into more than half of an entire pie were someone cruel enough to demonstrate the fact. But, that’s part of the season. The entire year proceeding it is spent following all of those normal little restraints and this is the time to simply enjoy the moments. Even so, I’m secretly wishing I had a bit more willpower. There are several hours left before bedtime and all I want to do right now is curl up and take a nap. Two of my family members have already passed out in chairs, so that’s a sign of a season well enjoyed.
We’ll be heading back home tomorrow afternoon, so the trip is already coming to a close. What had seemed like a blissfully long moment of time standing still is now already less than 24 hours away from ending. It will be good to be back home again, but I always wish these moments could last a bit longer. It’s such a rare and wonderful time that won’t happen again for an entire year. Sure, it’s much more festive considering our annual arrival is in itself something to celebrate. But, it’s the conversations that I enjoy most. Silly and often mundane conversations, mixed with periods of insightfulness and cleverness, mixed with moments of heartwarming joy. It’s rather like my blog posts, actually. Words said from the heart that don’t start out attempting to make a point, or indeed, ever worried about ever arriving at one. Real life doesn’t come with that much structure. It’s just a game of the heart that we play each day, where sometimes, you can even find yourself doodling a nutcracker.
About the Doodlewash
Da Vinci Paint Co.: Vermilion, Aureolin, Leaf Green, Quinacridone Red, Terra Cotta, and Cobalt Blue. Lamy Al-Star Safari Fountain Pen with black ink in an A5 Hahnemühle Watercolour Book. Want to purchase a print of this doodlewash? Send me a note with a link to this post, and I’ll add it to my shop!