The first sign of Christmas at our house is always the Advent calendar. The first day is tomorrow (December is comin' on like a freight train, y'all), and I put it up on the mantel after the boys left for school this morning. They'll discover it sometime today while I'm at work, and despite repeated talks… Continue reading Here We Go
Category: Holidays
Protecting the Dream
CAUTION: Contains frank talk about Santa. You've been warned. . . . . . I'm ambivalent about Santa. I never believed in Santa as a child. Paul didn't either, and when we talked about it we generally decided we'd go along if they picked it up from other people, but wouldn't lie if asked a… Continue reading Protecting the Dream
Sixteen Minutes to Christmas
It's sixteen minutes to Christmas. Everyone else has been in bed for awhile, the boys in their new (to us) Mario pajamas. The stockings are ready (the ones for Mom and Dad are stuffed with fruit from the bowl on the counter to make them look full; I love a good banana for Christmas), the presents are under… Continue reading Sixteen Minutes to Christmas
Better
I discovered this week that I have readers I didn't know about. Mostly because people kept asking me if I was feeling better. Apparently they read my little December rant a few days ago. (This is probably useful as an early warning system to allow people to approach me with caution.) Anyway, the answer is yes. I… Continue reading Better
Running Late
I realized this morning as I was stomping around the kitchen that I'm running a little late. I checked to be sure, and it's true. It's December 7, and I haven't posted my annual I-hate-Christmas rant. In past years, these have appeared on either the first or third day of December. (In 2014, it wasn't a… Continue reading Running Late