Listening to the Manic Mommies complain about Christmas preparations (via podcast) on my ride home today, I couldn't help but compare their preparations to my own. My Chanukah preparations. (You can stop laughing now.)
I have attempted to buy presents for my family, I really have. I requested a list from both my husband and son: no lists have appeared. J will periodically (i.e. daily) tell me about this or that thing that he wants me to buy him, but he does that even when it isn't Chanukah. A just says he doesn't want anything, as usual. So I've been trying to find some creative things for them. I've been somewhat successful - we'll see when I actually give them the presents. The stress is that you are supposed to give something every night. And J doesn't want small things anymore. So what are you supposed to do?
I sent my parents a small gift. I need to send something to my niece and nephews. That about does it.
And tomorrow night is the first night of Chanukah. I need to get out the Chanukah menorahs, dust them off, and dig out the wax from last year (if you are Jewish, you know what I mean...). I need to make sure we have Chanukah candles...I'm pretty sure we do, as we tend not to use them all, for some reason. We have a box of old Chanukah decorations in the attic - I should get that down, although many of those things are too child-like for J now. And I should make sure I have potatoes so I can make latkes tomorrow night. And...that's about it. Chanukah: done.