It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas


Christmas is in two weeks and rather than panic about everything I haven't got done, I am going to enjoy every minute of the season. Every year it's a big rush and I get crazy and I hate it. Not this year.

Last weekend I went with friends and got a holiday pedicure. We all got red nail polish with little snowflakes on the big toe and then we had brunch together. Sunday Ben and I went to the City Tree Lighting ceremony and then to a friend's house for a gathering and good food. Today Ben is going to the movies with a bunch of friends and tomorrow he has a couple of soccer games. I hoping we can get the tree up tonight. Eventually I'll take the nerf bullets off the curtains from last time Ben tried to kill me. But for now I'm pretending they're not there. I love making cookies and rather than kill myself making perfect ones, I'm going to just bake three kinds and make them with love for the people who mean so much to me. Rather then buy too many gifts for the guys, I'm just getting them stuff that they want and will use. This year it's about living simply and with joy.

I read a quote from Maya Angelo yesterday. "Be present in all things and thankful for all things." Christmas isn't about buying things and rushing around. It's about being present and embracing the special things about the holiday. For me that's friends, family, and the beautiful holiday music and lights.

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