Saturday
8:30 a.m. – Celeste and I head over to Krispy Kreme on Stratford Road to get a sweet-fat fix and pick up a dozen of the heart cloggers for the kids.  Spend a happy, lazy hour perusing the paper and talking about our plans for the holidays.

10:00 a.m. – Head over to Best Buy and Office Depot to do a little shopping. Marvel at the line waiting for the door to open at Best Buy, and of course pick the one cashier who’s computer isn’t working when we check out.  What should be a two minute process turns into a 15 minute process, but for once we don’t have a looming deadline of any kind so we just roll with it.

12:00 p.m. – Recruit the kids to help me deal with the leaf infestation on our lawn.  I man the leaf blower, Erin and Justin catch the dreaded rake duty and Michael man’s the lawnmower with the mulcher attachment.  We work pretty much straight through the afternoon in 60 degree weather (it’s December 8!).

5:00 p.m. – Celeste leaves to help Ruth Burcaw run an event in Greensboro for a client.  I pack up the kids plus one of their friends and head over to Wake Forest to buy tickets for the WFU men’s soccer team’s NCAA tournament quarterfinal game against Notre Dame.  After buying the tickets we meet up with the McCormack family (plus a couple of their kids’ friends) at the Ciccione’s on Peace Haven and Robinhood for pizza and sodas before going to the game.  Mac McCormack coached Erin’s soccer team and his daughter Stephanie and Erin are close friends.

7:00 p.m. –  Wake-Notre Dame kicks off and Wake dominates through most of the next two hours of play.  It’s a record crowd for a Wake soccer game.  In fact they had to stop selling tickets and the overflow crowd threatened to spill onto Polo Road because so many were trying to watch the game from the hill that sits between the road and the stadium.  Eventually Wake won the game in overtime and our soccer playing daughters managed to learn a thing or two about the game in between critiquing the various players’ cuteness.  The boys, none of whom play soccer, seemed fairly bored until overtime and then even they got into it.

10:00 p.m. – Get home from the game and everybody heads off for their computers, video games, or to grab some TV time before hitting the sack.

11:00 p.m. – Celeste gets home from Greensboro.  She had a lot of fun helping run the event and she spent a good 20 minutes describing the participants and some of the activities they had planned.  One activity in particular seemed to be most enjoyable, a play put on by UNCG drama students that can only be described as kitschy and was really enjoyed by Celeste’s and Ruth’s crowd.  Celeste said that she and Ruth both felt that the students got equal enjoyment out of it because it was probably the biggest, most appreciative crowd they’ve had in a while.

12:00 – Hit the hay after a very lighthearted and fun day.

Sunday
8:00 – After sleeping in a little we get up, get the coffee brewed and generally start easing into the morning routine.

9:00 – The phone rings.  It’s Celeste’s mom calling to tell her that Celeste’s grandmother passed away earlier that morning.  It’s not unexpected since her grandmother has been in deteriorating health for years and had recently been moved to hospice, but it’s still a shock.  Celeste and her mom talk for a while and then her mom rings off to start calling everyone else.  Celeste fills me in on the details of her grandmother’s passing and then we start to talk about the practicalities.  We don’t know when the funeral will be but we assume the end of the week.  Do we pull the kids out of school?  Yes, of course.  Where should we stay in Charleston? Probably where we always stay on Isle of Palms so everyone can be comfortable.  Who from her extended family is coming?  We don’t know yet, but calls will be made and we’ll find out.  If the funeral is indeed at the end of the week should we stay through at least Saturday?  Probably.  What’s going on next weekend?  Of course lots of stuff because it’s holiday season.  We’ll make the necessary notifications to people that we’ll not be making it to this celebration or that get-together this weekend.  That’s life; they’ll understand.

11:00 – Head to church with the kids but Celeste stays home in case her mom calls.  We’ve traveled so much over the last two months that this is our first time to church in a month and a half.  Lots of "we missed you"’s from some friendly faces.  Feels good and feels just like what we need.  I

12:00 – After church the kids and I head to the grocery store to pick up some stuff for lunch.  Little do we know that Celeste has been preparing a ham and other goodies for lunch while we’re at church.  We get home and end up having our own little "all you can eat" buffet. This is also when things seem to really hit Celeste and she and I sit for a while and just be. 

I’m one for sports analogies and I’ll use one here.  I’ve always thought that it is easier to play a game than to watch my kids or Celeste play.  When I’m playing I have some form of control, but when I’m watching the kids play I can only watch and quietly exhort them to run hard or to hope that they don’t hurt themselves.  It’s the same watching someone suffer emotionally.  If I could I’d take it all for Celeste, or the kids, or anyone else I love, but there’s nothing to do but stand by and help in any way possible.  I’ve been known to say the wrong thing at the wrong time and I try hard now not to do that.  Consequently I don’t say much.  Not sure if it’s right or wrong, but it’s all I can think of to do.

2:00 – Erin rides over to Lewisville with the Burcaws to watch the Lewisville parade.  I didn’t even know Lewisville was having a parade, but apparently it’s a hoot.

3:00 – Celeste and I both have scheduled tennis matches.  I ask Celeste if she still wants to play.  She says not really, but she doesn’t want to leave her teammates in a lurch so she heads out to play at Wake Forest.  I meet my buddy Alex at Miller Park and we play a couple of sets in shorts and t-shirts since it’s about 75 degrees on December 9!

5:15 – Celeste gets home and seems to have benefited greatly from the tennis.  She says that everyone on her court seemed to be punch drunk; they just laughed and giggled at everything and it was just what the doctor ordered.

5:30 – Back to the church for candle trimming.  This is our first time trimming the Love Feast candles and we had no idea what to expect.  Suffice it to say that it requires a great deal of manual dexterity and a certain crafting ability.  Ruth Burcaw provided us with some tutoring on our trimming technique and we sat and chatted as we worked.  It was kind of like a knitting party, but with men in attendance. 

After we were done with the candles it was time to eat all the food that everyone brought.  If you’re not familiar with the Moravians I can tell you that although the church reminds me of the Lutheran church that housed my high school, this bunch eats more than any group I’ve ever seen.  It’s all about food and fellowship, which means it’s our kind of group.  Even better they’re, or I should say we’re known for our coffee, which is apparent when you see the big coffee pot statue in front of the church.

Word had spread that Celeste’s grandmother had died and quite a few folks came around to offer condolences.  I know that I felt good about that, and I think Celeste did too.  We are not used to being in such a close community.  Our church in Virginia was huge, and truth be told we rarely attended.  Now that we’ve become a part of this smaller community we’ve been truly embraced and have become more involved than we ever have been before. I think it has really changed our world for the better, and it is exactly these times in peoples lives that you see its power.

We’ve seen this with others already.  Ruth’s father has been fighting for his life for over six months and it has had a tremendous impact on his family.  It has been amazing to see the church community rally to their aid and to offer continued support.  Of course there are others in the community that are dealing with health issues or the illness and death of a loved one and time and again we see the support offered by the community.  Now that we’re dealing with something like this for the first time we’re seeing it from a new angle and I can tell you that it’s hard to overstate the positive impact it has on a person.

7:30 – Back home and two of the kids are scrambling to finish homework they put off for too long.  Erin is struggling with the proper formatting of endnotes for a language arts project and Justin is trying to squeeze by with minimal effort on a language arts project that he’s already gotten in trouble over. Michael is done with his homework so he’s trying to single handedly set up the Christmas decorations in the house.  Justin wants to help so he bails on his project too early; Celeste catches him and sits him back down.  Eventually he does finish and he and Michael continue working on decorations, until they discover that none of the tree lights are working.  Looks like a trip to Target will be in the offing this week.

The combination of the tennis and the candle trimming seems to have helped Celeste.  She’s still obviously feeling pretty crappy, but time with friends has definitely helped.

9:00 – Justin, Erin and Celeste hit the hay.  Michael sits with me and watches the Tivo’d version of 60 Minutes with me.  He’s a big Ladainian Tomlinson fan and the show had a feature on the Chargers’ running back and a piece on the endangered mountain gorillas in the Congo that he wanted to watch. It’s a nice time to just sit there, the two of us.

10:00 – Michael and I hit the hay.

That’s life.