Longest night, Solstice night

Finally, blessedly, quietly alone tonight. It's been absolute chaos for the last six hours, a time that supposedly Julia was taking the baby with her shopping so I could spend some quality time with some Scotch tape and wrapping paper. But that was not to be...

Now, I'm listening to Celtic Christmas carols, nibbling on some fresh hot-from-the-oven biscotti (anise; we'll send some more, Lorraine!), watching the tree twinkle and trying not to stress on the scattered toddler books and unfolded laundry. A friend is in labor and I think of her now, wishing I could be with her. Bill is out collecting up all the kids I delivered hither and yon earlier tonight.

All the holiday cards and packages are mailed off (except for one family... their card arrived today, and I had lost their address... but they'll forgive me, I'm sure... a mom whose labor I attended, so long ago).

Cordell asked me to watch a movie last night with him; "Tokyo Godfathers." Very moving story about broken families and an abandoned baby, very wrenching for a mother to watch.

Ding-dong. Julia's new boyfriend just arrived, he thought she was here. Great.

No wonder Santa moved to the freakin' North Pole. I bet he disconnected the phone and DSL too.