I started this post on December 17, 2018 and I just found it in my Drafts box when I was looking thru all my Christmas posts. I thought now would be a good time to finish writing the post and change the title.
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I started this post on December 17, 2018 and I just found it in my Drafts box when I was looking thru all my Christmas posts. I thought now would be a good time to finish writing the post and change the title.
For the last fifteen of the 25 years that my hub has been in the NFL, I have stayed put for the holiday season. I was pregnant with our first child 15 years ago and once she came into the world, I became a mom so I didn’t travel anywhere for the holidays because logistically, it didn’t make sense. However, this year, for the first time since I became a mom, I am not home for the holidays.
There is really a national day that celebrates re-gifting and the date is before Christmas. To be specific, it’s always celebrated the Thursday before Christmas. I would have thought this national day would be after Christmas so that we could celebrate all of the presents that we receive that we are not going to use.
Ok the title of this blog is not misspelled. I am aware that the phrase is Bah Humbug and it is what people associate with discontent around the holidays. I have purposely called this post Blah Hmmm Bug because I wanted to share a few things about the 2021 Holiday Season. But first, a Christmas story.
For so many years, I have kept the tradition of listening to Christmas music non-stop starting the day after Thanksgiving until Christmas night. In recent years, I have added another “Day After Thanksgiving” tradition. I pull out all of our Nutcracker items to mark the beginning of the celebration (more like fear) of my daughter’s upcoming dance schedule. Prior to COVID, the weeks leading up to Christmas were ONLY about Loyce Houlton’s Nutcracker Fantasy at the State Theater. The mugs, sweatshirts, decorations and the coveted fuzzy sock/slippers which have Nutcrackers printed all over them come out of hibernation to help me get in the mood. I’m giving credit to the socks for keeping me grounded during the whirlwind of a season.
Some people crinkle up their noses when they hear the words egg nog. For the rest of us, we say, “Bring it!” I suppose many people can’t imagine that drinking eggs can be tasty. However, I believe that any concoction that contains alcohol is worth at least a try.
I have this feeling. So far, during this holiday season, I can’t decipher if it’s a feeling of guilt, anxiety or envy. Just so you know, I’m not looking for solutions. More importantly, I am not offering any solutions either. What I am looking for are awareness and validation. Let’s break it down.
Have I told you lately how much I love the hashtag #CelebrateEveryDay? It is because of Nationaldaycalendar.com - the creators of that great hashtag and also my favorite resource for information regarding these national days that I am able to have oodles of thoughtful opportunities to write about. It so happens that today, July 9th, is National Sugar Cookie Day!
It’s the very last day of December and I’m looking at a section in the mudroom. For those who don’t need a mudroom in your home - consider yourself lucky. Our mudroom is the space between our garage and our kitchen and in the winter, we hang all sorts of jackets and we stuff our hats, gloves and scarfs in rows of drawers. You can find boots under benches which are there to sit on while you put on said items. This same room is where we keep our washer and dryer and there is also a sink and a hamper.