I love this time of year, the hustle & bustle and all the warm fuzzies we feel as human beings; but there is always a part of me that feels sad that I'll never be a kid at Christmastime again. I am very thankful that I have wonderful memories from that time in my life, I'm lucky to have such memories to miss. But there really is just nothing like it. I don't know if it was because I was a kid or if it has something to do with Global Warming but I swear we always had a ton of snow when I was little, it never failed to dazzle the streets in white. My mom would always tell me to pick a snowflake and watch it fall to the ground, I still enjoy doing that now. Growing up has a way of sneaking up on you, which at times I really hate, but I am so grateful for my family, their health and well being. I would be lost without them.
Even though I'm an old fogue, soon to be 24 (ugh, that's painful), there are some traditions that I just simply refuse to give up. I have had Christmas music (the very best of Frank Sinatra, Bing Crosby, Gene Autry, The Carpenters, & Dean Martin) constantly blasting through the house since two days before Thanksgiving, the tree and decor was up on Nov. 25, on my list of must watch movies I've crossed off the classic Frosty the Snowman, Home Alone, Charlie Brown Christmas, & the classic Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer-of the ones I have left-A Christmas Vacation, the cartoon How the Grinch Stole Christmas, & Home Alone 2. Last week we went and saw "Nutcracker: Men in Tights" @ the Desert Star and it was incredible, then last night we went to see the lights at temple square (it was beautiful and spiritual despite the crowd) and I'm planning on making the caramel puffpopcorn & a mint & peppermint bark chocolate layer cake! I decided to take off the week inbetween Christmas & New Year's and I'm really looking forward to some downtime and creative time to myself. Jon's birthday is Dec. 26 so we're going down to P.F. Changs, we haven't been there since our honeymoon, so I'm pretty excited.
