Christmas is approaching rather quickly. I might as well say it. 19 days isn't very much time to buy hundreds of presents, set up a tree, hang stockings, bake, do homework, cook, clean house, and get yourself in the spirit.
Admittedly, it helps when you have someone to warm up your hands for you.
I love Christmas. It's by far my favorite holiday. I like the lights, and I like the feel in the air. I like the skin-deep chill of the trip between the car and house. I like the blazing fire, and I like recesses where I'm just about frozen, but incredibly happy. Because, I mean, how can you not be?
I love school around Christmas time. Slowly, they wean us off homework. Today, we have an exam until lunchtime, and then Santa's Workshop at some point today. Tomorrow, I don't think anything special is happening, but with Christmas as close as it is, every day is special. Thursday and Friday, though, are the days Christmas really starts to hit. Field Trips both days: one to a play, and one to the FIA.
Next week, I kind of doubt we get anything done. Or, I hope. We have a concert, and Primary has a Christmas production. Thursday we're at Rollhaven, my last year. It's the best field trip I've heard of anyone taking. Better than DC, or Camp. It's a big family reunion, with every grade, and nobody caring if you're holding hands. That's because you're skating, but still. The only thing that comes close is the Carnival at the end of the year.
And this is Christmas in its prime. The most wonderful time of the year. The world thrives off of this intense bliss.
So, yes. I love Christmas.
"Chritsmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas." ~ Calvin Coolidge
Have a Crazy Christmas:)
Let it Glee.
