Little things kept reminding me that it was really Christmas-time, though. A Christmas tree lot in a parking lot I drive by everyday, the Christmas music I'm stubbornly playing on my computer in the mornings, the lights on houses on the way back from institute, and the decorations in the mall after a movie. Then, Friday and yesterday, I got a double-decker dose of Christmas, and it felt fantastic. After work on Friday I drove to Salt Lake and met up with Cuny. We spent a cold evening wandering through downtown, going out to eat, and seeing the lights. Afterwards, I headed to West Valley to the Hale Centre Theatre. A friend of mine had cast tickets to The Christmas Carol. Then, yesterday, I was delighted to find out that White Christmas was on TV. Basking in the Christmas glow I'd begun to accumulate, I happily watched Love Actually with my roommates, too.
Then, this morning I woke up early, as usual. It seems that sleeping in will be a skill I have to relearn every summer, because it's certainly not working right now. As I rolled over at 7:30 and peered through my blinds, I found that the world had turned into a snow globe! So I lit a candle and placed it on my window sill, curled up in a blanket, and watched the snow fall while listening to President Uchdorft's talk about love. It was possibly the best way I could ever think to spend a wintry Sunday morning.
So, after a weekend of intense holiday therapy, my fears that Christmas isn't really coming this year are safely laid to rest, and I can say to one and all with joyful confidence...
Merry Christmas!
3 comments:
Thanks for the recipe. I have been avoiding KLCE all Christmas music because I am NOT READY FOR CHRISTMAS! Just gonna have to bite the bullet for the preparations so that the 3 Spirits don't visit me. Merry Christmas to you. There. The first one I have given this season.
Sounds wonderful! I'm glad that you are soaking up Christmas--it sounds like you're getting enough for both of us. Nice subtlety with only using the last name in your writing. I like that you included some of your own photos. Of course, you are much less vain than I am--I put lots of pictures of myself up. :) Miss you!
Therapy usually comes after the holidays. I'm not sure what having it with you holidays means but it sounded good.
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