Folks either love or hate this time of year. That doesn't necessarily make you a Bob Cratchett or Ebenezer Scrooge. While I am a bit of a Pollyanna, playing the glad game each and every day, I do not have my head in the sand. I choose to look for the silver lining in gathering dark clouds. I like to smile and vehemently resist saying Bah! Humburg!
Fall is my favorite time of year, climate wise. Thanksgiving and Christmas are my favorite holidays. I declare over half of my caloric intake for the year is eaten during this season. How I miss both of granny's and their cooking. I have a few of their recipes - nothing tastes as good or the same as when I was a kid.
I am married to a man that loves Christmas. He is the Clark Griswold of our family. We keep a grateful heart open on Thanksgiving for the blessings of the Lord. However, Luscious Larry loves Christmas. It wouldn't matter if there were empty boxes wrapped under the tree. He thoroughly enjoys the lights, music, look and feel of Christmas. I can pretty much guarantee our tree will be up by tomorrow night. The Christmas CDs and DVD's will be out, front and center. He has every remake of A Christmas Carol that is available. Notice I say available. He is currently awaiting the release of the Jim Carey one from last year.
Each night we will sip our hot chocolate or egg nog and watch the same old movies including It's A Wonderful Life and Home Alone (one of my personal favs.)
But for now, I need to finish the dinner preparations for Turkey Day. I won't forget to say a proper thanks for each of my online sisters and brothers who add so much to my life daily, weekly, yearly. I hope each of you gets your fill of all the yumminess of the goodies.