and I say, God bless it!
I’ll admit to being hopelessly sentimental when it comes to the holidays. Falling snow and Nat King Cole crooning “O Come, All Ye Faithful” turns me into a complete and total mushball.
Not that I’m a fan of winter, mind you – I hate the cold, and the dark, and the endless months of shovelling and scraping. But there’s something about the Christmas season that makes even this abominable New England weather somewhat more tolerable.
(and of course, by the time we ring in the New Year I am more than ready for the sun to come back)
But for the next 28 days, 6 hours, and 30 minutes, I will soak up every ounce of the holiday spirit. There are movies to watch, decorations to hang, cookies to bake, trees to light, and gifts to wrap.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year
There’ll be much mistltoeing,
And hearts will be glowing
When love ones are near .
It’s the most wonderful time of the year!
