We're planning on trying to spend Christmas with Don's parents this year. I talked to my mother-in-law about a week ago and told her when the children got out of school. We discussed when we should come up and she said she'd get back with me. I just got an e-mail from her with a date - Sunday, December 21 they'd like us to arrive.
She also asked what my expectations for Christmas were. I wrote a book for her. Just thinking about it has gotten me excited.
I love Christmas. I love traditions, I love cold weather, I love singing carols, I love the stories and sitting around a fireplace, I love hot drinks and the excitement that almost sizzles in the air. I love driving around and looking at lights and spending time with good friends and going to parties. I just plain love Christmas.
I don't even mind the hustle and bustle and commercialism. I try and get my shopping done early so I don't get caught up in it all and can just enjoy strolling through the Mall or running errands.
The air conditioning just came on to cool the house down for sleeping. The vent is next to me and is blowing cold air up my pajama leg. That might have something to do with this mood but, OH! I just can't wait. And to think that we'll be spending this year with Grandma and Grandpa Doughty makes it even more wonderful.
I know that, liturgically, Easter is a more important holiday. But I love Christmas.
A little over three months - - - and counting.
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