A Christmas of Contrasts, Part the Second

 

There was something different in the air this year or maybe the water.

A Christmas of Contrasts, Part the First

This year, Christmas morning took me back to when my children were little – waking up early, tearing into the brightly colored packages, squeals of excitement.

Oh, and the vomit.

Note: The following blog post does NOT contain scenes of a disturbing nature to those with weak stomachs. I promise.

Smashing Through the Holiday Blues

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Just before Thanksgiving I start to feel it. At first, it’s just a dark, looming cloud on the horizon. Pretty soon, everywhere I turn, Christmas songs play and perky sales people are in my face. Plans are made for holiday meals with the family. The weight of the “happiest time of the year” hits and all I want is to crawl into bed.

My Shopping Philosophy (sort of)

Right after Thanksgiving it seems the world explodes. At least for me. The rush is on towards Christmas and all the craziness that goes with it.

I’ve written heartfelt posts at Christmas before, so this year I’m wallowing in the crude, commercial side…

This Season of Snow and Light

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The first few appearances of snow and the myriad forms of light that mark this time of year effect me deeply. I suspect it’s partly because of childhood memories and partly the need to “step away” and find moments of sanity during the craziness of this holiday season…