I know Christmas is still two weeks away, but I have been eagerly anticipating it for months.
I started singing Christmas carols all the way back in September. Christmas cookie recipes have been popping up on my Pinterest boards for just as long. And I’ve been checking under the cactus in our living room in hopes that Santa messed up his calendar and came early.
I’m definitely not alone in this mind-set. Christmas music and stocking stuffers consumed stores even before the Thanksgiving turkey was in the oven. That is something that bugs me.
While I anticipate Christmas, I keep the carols to a hum, the cookies to simply an ingredients list, and the cactus checking to a ninja-style stealth investigation until after Thanksgiving.
I think that Thanksgiving deserves a hullabaloo as well. It is a very wonderful holiday full of food, family, food, prayers, food, lists of things we’re thankful for, food, and so on and so forth. But Thanksgiving is over, so my mind has been transformed for Christmas.
I love precipitation. I really do. I think rain is absolutely fantastic. I don’t necessarily like my bags and everything else I carry to get wet, but if it’s just me out in the rain, I love it. It’s also a wonderful thing to fall asleep to (unless you’re camping with a leaky tent. Been there, done that. It’s not fun).
For all my affection toward rain, it cannot compare to snow. Snow is absolutely gorgeous! It makes everything look magical and clean. I even like shoveling my driveway.
One nice thing about snow is that you can enjoy it thoroughly inside next to a fire with a book in one hand and a hot drink in the other.