Sunday, December 30, 2007

Ringing in the new year


Ever since I was a kid, New Year's Eve/Day have been my least favorite holidays. How can the best holiday of the year be followed a week later by the worst?

New Year's Day historically means only one thing to me: An entire day of sitting around watching football, just like Thanksgiving and somewhat like Christmas has become. While the NFL has capitalized on Thanksgiving and Christmas, New Year's belongs to the sponsors of college bowl games. The other night I watched part of the Meineke Car Care Bowl. Can you imagine the excitement of the two teams when they found out which bowl game they'd go to? "Whoopee!!! We got invited to the Meineke Care Care Bowl!" I suppose the title of the bowl game doesn't matter -- the teams just want to get to one. (However I won't get started on the fact that half the Division I college football teams go to a bowl game now. The University of Colorado Buffaloes, who finished the season with a 6-6 record, went to the Independence Bowl, which, by the way, they lost Sunday night.)

They still have the old-fashioned bowl games, like the Rose Bowl, the Sugar Bowl, the Orange Bowl etc., but they are known first by their sponsor names, like the FedEx Orange Bowl and the Tostitos Fiesta Bowl. Get your chips and salsa ready for that one. I'm still waiting for the creation of the Oxy Clean Toilet Bowl and the Kellogg's Cereal Bowl. Or how about the Panda Express Rice Bowl?

When I was younger New Year's Eve, at least, was a bigger deal. My parents used to host a party, where they and their friends would gather to eat shrimp. drink and play board games. When I was a teenager, my friends and I attempted a progressive dinner on New Year's Eve, but we didn't get past the appetizers because every restaurant in town was so crowded, we gave up on going to a different place for each course.

This year New Year's Eve and Day will be quiet in our household, as usual. Mike has to be at work at crazy hour both days (4 a.m.), so we're not going to be doing much late-night celebrating on New Year's Eve. Not that we would anyway. The turning of 2007 to 2008 calls for more reflection than celebration for us. I have spent some time the past few days thinking back on 2007, which was a great year in some ways for us but pretty frustrating in other ways. We've had some challenging times and hard lessons to learn about people and about life. This fall it seemed like we had one inconvenience after the other, climaxing with the water heater incident earlier this month. All of these inconveniences are minor as individual incidents, but taken as a whole, they challenge us to stay positive and realize sometimes seasons of life are just tough.

Here are some things about 2007 I'm thankful for:

-- Visiting my alma mater, the University of Missouri-Columbia, in January, after not having been there for more than 10 years.

-- Getting to see Mike's alma mater, the University of California-Berkeley, during a trip to the San Francisco area in March.

-- A great summer. We took several day trips and a couple of weekend trips to places in Colorado we'd never been or hadn't been in a long time. Most memorable was a day hike in August along an old mining road from Crested Butte to Marble.

-- A great Beginning Reporting class in the fall at Metro State College of Denver. Each class I teach is so different because each group of students gives the class as a whole a different personality. My students this fall were a joy to teach because they were eager to learn and highly motivated.

-- The Colorado Rockies' amazing post-season run to the World Series. I got to see the Rox clinch the National League championship in Denver and went to my first World Series game with my dad, brother Jeff and sister-in-law Sue. Mike got to cover the World Series games from Denver and Fenway Park in Boston. Despite the Rockies' loss in the series, "Rocktober" is a month we'll never forget.

-- In September we celebrated my mom and dad's 40th wedding anniversary with a suprise party and went to Mike's brother's wedding in Hawaii. You can't complain about a year too much if it included a trip to Hawaii, right?

As I've gotten older, one thing I do notice about New Year's is that I experience the hope of a new year more than I did when I was younger. I know it's a cliche, but I look forward to a fresh start in 2008. I've had fun this week putting our Christmas decorations away and in the process, cleaning some things out, throwing a lot of stuff away and making things different.

Out with the old and in with the new. I'm ready for it. How about you?

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

White Christmas


I woke up around 7:30 this morning, opened the blinds, and what to my wondering eyes would appear . . . SNOW! And lots of it.

I've lived in Colorado most of my life, and this is the first time I can remember it snowing this much on Christmas Day. According to the weather record books, it's snowed in Denver on Christmas Day only 13 times in the past 106 years. This is number 14. The record books also say the most snow that's fallen on Christmas Day was in 1912, when the city got two inches. We're expecting 6-8 inches today.

And by the way, this storm was not forecast. I went to bed last night expecting it to be cold today, but there was only a slight chance of flurries. It's a Christmas surprise for sure.

My husband Mike couldn't really understand why I was so thrilled to see it snowing this morning. He's a California boy, and snow is just snow to him, even on Christmas Day. It's so special to me because I know how rare it is in Denver. Last Christmas we had lots of snow on the ground -- Christmas Day actually fell between two blizzards that dumped a total of about four feet of snow. But no snow actually fell from the sky on Christmas Day. (The photo above was taken from right outside our condo on Dec. 21, 2006, the day after the first blizzard hit.)

And besides, there's nothing better than a snowstorm on a day when you plan to be inside, drink coffee and hot cocoa, open presents and watch movies. We have nowhere to go, so let it snow!

As for the movie today, I think I'm in the mood for "White Christmas."

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Trying to find the Christmas spirit


I started this holiday season with a lot of Christmas spirit . . . I was eager to put up Christmas decorations, make cards, bake cookies and wrap presents. A question posed by the pastor of our church this weekend made me think: What is the "spirit" of Christmas anyway?

An incident at our house last week seemed to zap the spirit right out of me. The water heater in the condo unit above us went out, sending gallons and gallons of water into our walls and carpets. It has been inconvenient, for sure, as we've had to move our furniture out of the living room and office, live pretty much out of our master bedroom, take down Christmas decorations, and live with dehumidifiers and fans drying everything out. Meanwhile, we wait for our neighbor's insurance company to work out the particulars of who is responsible for all of this financially.

At this point, I just want my house back in order, but that's not likely to happen anytime soon. It kind of makes Christmas seem like an inconvenience, with all the baking, Christmas-card sending and wrapping yet to do but not much motivation to do it anymore.

Is that the Christmas "spirit" -- the doing, the running around, the spending, the giving of material things, the lights and decorations that get us into the "mood" of the holiday season? Is it the warm feelings, the wishes of peace on earth and good will toward men, as all the Christmas card verses indicate?

Every year I battle the expectations of Christmas versus the Christmas I'd like to find. As a kid it was all about Santa Claus and gifts. As an adult woman, it's about all the things I think I should be doing . . . creating the "perfect" atmosphere that all the female relatives before me set out to create as well.

Our pastor this weekend said something else that made me think: You can't expect to get out of Christmas what Christmas can't give. Can a holiday really bring you peace and joy and love and hope? Why is it that Christmas usually brings stress and depression and anger and disappointment?

I read a series of books this year, the A.D. Chronicles by Bodie and Brock Thoene, that made me rethink Christmas. The books focus on the ministry of Christ, although the fifth and sixth books go back and tell the story of Mary, Joseph and the birth of Jesus. Like the 2006 movie "The Nativity Story," the story reveals just how poor and brave Mary and Joseph were, how lowly the birth of Jesus really was, how anticipated his coming was among the Jews. The nativity scenes in our living rooms and on our lawns don't do it justice. To me, the story reveals how "off" I've really been about Christmas.

It makes makes me think of my favorite Christmas song. Here are the words:


"Welcome To Our World" by Chris Rice

Tears are falling, hearts are breaking
How we need to hear from God
You've been promised, we've been waiting
Welcome Holy Child
Welcome Holy Child

Hope that you don't mind our manger
How I wish we would have known
But long-awaited Holy Stranger
Make Yourself at home
Please make Yourself at home

Bring Your peace into our violence
Bid our hungry souls be filled
Word now breaking Heaven's silence
Welcome to our world
Welcome to our world

Fragile finger sent to heal us
Tender brow prepared for thorn
Tiny heart whose blood will save us
Unto us is born
Unto us is born

So wrap our injured flesh around You
Breathe our air and walk our sod
Rob our sin and make us holy
Perfect Son of God
Perfect Son of God
Welcome to our world

This week I seek a different spirit . . . the Spirit of Jesus who lives inside me and whispers to me every year to put aside what I think the holiday season is all about and embrace what it really is. Maybe I needed a broken water heater and all of the inconveniences that have followed to stop and listen to His voice.