Each month I keep a running list of wow moments on my phone. This month I checked my list to start writing “December Wows” and the list began with “peed my pants.” Here was my thought process after reading that bullet point:
Peed my pants? What the heck? I didn’t pee my pants this month.
Or did I…?
No, surely I would remember that.
Maybe somebody else peed.
Then why would you write “my pants”?
Good point. Maybe it wasn’t a bad pee. Maybe it was more of a squirt and less of a “fill-your-socks” kind of pee.
But when would that have happened?
Come on, Katie. Think! Did something super funny happen this month?
Not that I can recall. Nothing that would make me lose control of my bladder.
Are you sure?
No. I’m really not. And now I’m really getting mad at the aging process because not only do I pee myself, I can’t even remember doing it!
A few days later I remembered what had happened. It’s a long story and it’s not that interesting, but yes, I did pee. And no, it did not fill my socks.
My friend Lesley introduced me to two wow-wonderful treats this month:
I hate to brag, but I ate over 2,000 calories worth of those chocolates in one sitting. And I love ordering a “winter dream chai latte” from Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf because it is amazing and it makes me sound like an adult! – said the girl who only drank hot chocolate until this December.
Thanks for those holiday pounds, Les! They were well earned!
I took the three rascals to “Christmas Blvd” at my church and it was incredible. Living in southern California, we miss out on the cold weather, but we know how to pretend.
At church we were able to hang out in a fake forest with real Christmas trees:
sled down a fake mountain with real snow:
(isn’t his face awesome?)
and even walk through a fake snow storm with real wonder:
There were several moments during the night when I was reminded yet again why it’s a good thing I’m not yet a mother. For starters, we got kicked off the playground which apparently was closed. (I played dumb with the security officer but had known it was closed since it was pitch black.)
Later, I pacified a cranky Logan with this:
which ended up all over his clothes and in my hair. Wonderful.
Then when we were making s’mores, I let Logan eat the marshmallow straight off the pointed skewer which had been in the fire. A cute little old man ran over to stop him because he thought I hadn’t noticed. I had. I’m just not exactly “Miss Safety Aware.”
Case in point: one December day my projector in my class wasn’t working so I yanked out the cord and part of the plug got stuck in the outlet. I told the tech lady (oxymoron?) so she could fix it, and after she fixed it she asked, “How did you get the broken part of the plug out of the outlet?”
Me: Oh I just pulled it out.
Her: With what?
Me: My hand.
Me: What? I seriously didn’t know what the big deal was.
Her: You could have easily been electrocuted!
Her: Yes! People die that way!
Me: Whooops! (I chose not to tell her that I actually had tried a second time to fix the plug and thus had to pull it out two times. Somehow I missed the “don’t put metal into outlets” lecture as a child.)
During spirit week this Christmas season, I wowed my fashion-conscious students by wearing the same green pants four days in a row:
My original goal was to wear them all five days of the week (because I like to set my goals high), but the butt got too saggy and I was too lazy to wash them. And no one appreciates a saggy, green butt.
My family wowed everyone in Kimmi’s restaurant when we surprised our mom with a graduation party. We do tend to make a bit of a scene when all 14 of us go out to eat. One man asked me if we were mormons.
My mom had finished her BS in nursing (even though she’s been a nurse for 34 years), so we celebrated her with omelets and these signs:
Other signs read:
Our mom is too legit to quit. (She didn’t get the reference.)
“Just did it.” – Nike (their dog)
Our mom’s da bomb.
and my personal favorite:
Our mom is greater. Our mom is stronger. Mom, you are smarter than any other. (I’m banking on God having a good sense of humor.)
Speaking of humor in church, check out THIS BLOG POST from “Stuff Christians Like.” It has a bulletin used by a Catholic church that is pretty awesome.
I was introduced to two new blogs this month which I highly recommend. For all the single ladies, CHECK OUT THIS BLOG written by single women for single women. Super encouraging. Thanks for introducing me to it, Karin!
And for all the married moms, you can thank my friend Christy for introducing me to THIS HILARIOUS BLOG. It’s one of the few mom blogs that enjoy because she is so stinking funny.
Christmas break has held several wow moments. I didn’t go anywhere special but I had lots of family time and watched some GREAT tv. I confess that a major highlight this break was watching the moment between Mary and Matthew at the end of Downton Abbey season two. It was downright magical.
My brother introduced me to the show Go On, so one day I watched 6 straight episodes and didn’t get out of my pjs until two.
My dad’s brother and his family of six from the Philippines stayed with my parents for the break, making for some wonderful wowness. We played lots of Dutch Blitz and Up and Down the River, but my favorite moments came while playing Celebrity. It was hilarious watching the older folks try to describe “Bon Iver” and “One Direction.” Likewise, we struggled to describe “Mark Spitz” and “Carl Lewis.” I thought he was “C.S. Lewis.”
When I wasn’t reading blogs or watching TV or playing cards, I was probably running. My highlight this month was when I turned the corner from my house and stumbled upon this:
It was basically the Indian rose parade!
Yes, there were small children dressed as peacocks and yes I was the only white person around. Naturally I loved this moment. If you want to see some wonderfully bizarre dancing in the streets of Little India (aka my neighborhood), WATCH THIS VIDEO.
The only other video I took this month was at Hudson’s Christmas Pageant where he was the “head angel” and had a speaking part.
Heidi had no clue if he would get stage fright, but turns out that he rather enjoys the spotlight since he YELLED his lines into the microphone. If you’re curious, HERE HE IS, but if you’re not family, you’ll probably think it’s boring.
This month I received several wow-inducing e-mails and text messages. Here’s a snippet from my favorite e-mail from a friend who shall remain anonymous:
Anonymous friend, you’re the best.
This text came from my sister-in-law and made me laugh at the absurdity of it:
Someone had accidentally tagged me in a post on Facebook, and the thought of me dancing away at a nightclub in San Diego was quite comical- especially since I had actually been doing homework in my sweats all day. I didn’t remove the tag so people might think I’m cooler than I am.
This next wow text arrived in the middle of the night:
Three pushes and Walker joined the world.
I love having friends like Megan who send me texts like that one and gifts like this one:
I know what you must be thinking. But believe it or not, I actually don’t pee my pants on a regular basis. This was pure coincidence. Thanks again, Megan!
The final wow text was a heavy one. Actually, it was the scariest text I have ever received. It came from my sister, the person closest to me in the world, and arrived the day after the Sandy Hook shooting.
Two days in a row I hit my knees and cried out in desperation.
Thankfully, this time no one was hurt. A homeless man had shot off 50 rounds into the air in the mall parking lot. He probably had never even heard of Sandy Hook, and no idea the pandemonium he created in the mall. Heidi was later able to laugh about the incident and recount how an Asian woman decked out in Coach attire screamed, “Tsunami!!!” as she raced out the door.
Sandy Hook obviously weighed heavy on everyone’s hearts during December. My pastor was preaching on Luke 2 the next Sunday and did an incredible job explaining why the Christmas story is so important- especially after events like the one that had happened Friday. Here were some of the lines I found powerful concerning his last main point that the good news brought JOY to the world, right when everything was falling apart:
* One of the juxtapositions of the Christian life is that even in the face of what happened Friday, we still sing “Joy to the World.”
* A baby in a manger changes everything. It’s good news of great joy EVEN in the midst of darkness.
* Our Jesus came in the midst of human tragedy and we can see His fingerprints in the midst of our tragedy.
* Joy is based on the knowledge of the presence of God-with-us at all times from the very beginning.
* The only condition for joy is the presence of God.
* In some crazy way, joy and suffering fit together.
* Sorrow hollows us out so we can be filled.
* The Christmas story means that human history is going somewhere. So we grieve but not as those who have no hope. Because we are waiting for Jesus to come and put the world back together.
Yes, I was scribbling like a madwoman during the sermon and had 5 pages of notes by the end. I’m weird like that.
He ended the sermon with a personal story of a time he dealt with depression. A friend came over and told him at least 30 times, “It’s not always going to be like this.” Those words rang out over and over again in the sanctuary:
“It’s not ALWAYS going to be like this.”
“It’s NOT always going to be like this.”
“It’s not always going to be like THIS.”
That truth brought such comfort after Sandy Hook, and for anyone stuck in a situation they long to be out of. The sermon is called JOY IN THE MIDST OF DESPAIR and can be found by clicking the link and then going to the 12/16 sermon. He begins by explaining who the shepherds actually were (fascinating stuff that I had never heard!), but if you want to skip to the part where he talks about joy in the midst of despair, that starts at minute 25.
Rather than end on a heavy thought, I’ve saved the Christmas day wow moments for the end.
My thoughtful Aunt Robin had APU basketball uniforms made for the boys:
And Hudson insisted on wearing his super short shorts the entire day:
There was the usual chaos/awesomeness of gift-opening:
Then the girls stood outside and watched:
(missed you, Em!)
as the boys played with their new toys:
He’s a bike cop now! (kidding)
Heidi and I tried to work off all the candy in our stockings by going for a run:
And in the afternoon, my dad, uncle, 2 cousins, sister-in-law and I went to the park and played full court 3-on-3. I had to guard my 16 year old cousin TJ. He was way too fast for me so I tried to slow him down by kicking him in the shins and blowing snot rockets on him. Still didn’t work.
Vander wowed us with one of this favorite presents, fake teeth:
And Teri wowed us with her ability to fall asleep anywhere and any time:
But she learned her lesson. If you fall asleep at the Hardeman’s, you WILL be on Instagram and you MIGHT have this happen:
Who wouldn’t want a 112 pound dog to sit on their face?
Hope your December was full of lots of wows (of the good variety).
Here’s to 2013 being a year full of wows (of the great variety)!