~I love Christmas. I can articulate just about anything, but my love for this season?? can't even begin to express it.
~channel surfing the radio during my commute to work left me annoyed because there was nothing but Christmas tunes playing on every station. Appropriate, I guess, but I'm all christmas-musiced-out and I want my jams back.
~I worked Christmas and I volunteered to do it. Not for the Holiday pay, not for the double portion of the goodie trays left at the office (although they help sweeten the shift, pun intended!) or the brownie points from the boss for taking the shift. I did because my coworker has toddlers and I wanted her to make pancakes and open presents in her pajamas with their sweet little faces.
~ the breakfast that our family has enjoyed every Christmas morning since I was born tastes every bit as good microwaved for supper. because it's not the cheesy-oniony-hammy-eggy goodness that makes Christmas special, it's being sandwiched between my brothers and sisters.
~ I've heard that appliances are a no-no for girls at Christmas, but let me go on the record right now and say this; dear future-male-in-my-life; I will not be upset if you give me a blender, pan set, kuerig or an apron for Christmas.
~ it's a white Christmas in Kansas this year. pretty much ridiculous how happy this makes me.
~the 'worst' Christmas I can remember involved waiting until after 8pm to open our Christmas presents. In the life of an 8 year old, it felt oh-so-traumatic. As an adult looking back over years of happy, healthy Christmases............I am truly blessed.
~chocolate and Christams go hand-in-hand. I will arm wrestle you for the peanut clusters.
~Christmas is the hardest day of the year for scores and scores of people. I don't want to be oblivious to this. How can I stem the pain and agony in the lives around me?? I don't want to be so wrapped up in my celebration that I miss the hurting around me.
What's your Christmas confession??