Christmas Miracles

Aside from the whole "Zombies Will One Day Take Over The World So You'd Better Start Building A Bunker" thing, I'm a pretty rational sort of gal.  Oh, and the weird food fears...those should probably be mentioned as part of the less than rational side of me.  And, come to think of it, I've maybe done one or two posts where I separate my mind into two halves, name them, then let them argue for all the Blogosphere to witness.  That's not so rational.  

But, other than that, I'm a solid thinker.  There's a reason for everything and most stuff has an explanation if you just take the time to think it through.  And yet, with the Christmas season upon me, I seem to see one or two little miracles hovering at the edge of my train of rational thought.  

For example, just when I think that the universe is conspiring against me and that there is no way on earth I am ever going to get everything done, I am gifted with a Snow Day.  I had an inkling yesterday after watching the weather report and, by gum, I inkled true.  No school today!  Sure, I had an errand to run that entailed going out and driving in that helpful snow (twice).  But it was a small price to pay for a little wiggle room in the wrapping schedule.  That's kind of miraculous, right?

And look!  I finished the Villandry Lace Scarf With Dangling Turd Fringe!

I'm even starting to feel the love for that fringe!  

Then, just as I was beginning to think that the co-worker's gifts would be handed to their intended recipients swaddled in trash bags, I was suddenly possessed by the spirit of Crafty Cathy or Martha Stewart or some other Ribbon Maven.  With the help of my Dollar Store purchases (which included some pretty cool shrink wrap) and the guiding hand of whomever took possession of my faculties today, I was able to make a little Christmas Magic happen:

Too bad you can't see the cool paint can tins under all that shrink wrap.  They are adorable!  Hopefully they will distract the eye from the burnt potholder in the background...

Don't believe in miracles yet?  Still thinking, "Oh that Sheep.  She's just exaggerating.  It's surprising, since she never, ever does that, but there is a first time for everything.  She's so far out there now that she can clean the windshield on the space shuttle..."  

I understand.  Miracles are mysterious things.  And a little scary sometimes.  We don't like that which we can't explain.  We need to know that we have some control over our lives.  And miracles, however nice, are just not something that fits in well with our logical, rational existence.  But, I think I can prove that they do happen.  Not all the time, mind you.  But sometimes they really, really do wander by and dump a little of the wonder into your lap.  For your consideration, I submit the following scene from my living room last night:

This is something of a "Lion Lying Down With The Lamb" sort of situation.....and never before seen in this household.

Not gonna lie to ya.  I got a little teary-eyed.  It's also a miracle that I was able to get the camera in time to catch this most wonderful of moments.  My babies.  Together.  Like little angels...

This lasted for a grand total of ten minutes and I suspect that the flash photography might have shocked them back to reality.  They were back to their mutual disdain for one another shortly thereafter and the musical sound of their bickering rang out in a more familiar carol.  But, for one brief, shining moment there was a Christmas Miracle at the Sheep home.

Best Christmas present ever...

SA