“How did it get so late so soon? Its night before its afternoon. December is here before its June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon?” – Dr. Seuss
Somehow it is already December. Where did November go? One of the running jokes that a few blog friends of mine have is the question: “If I didn’t blog about it, did it really happen?” I kind-of feel that way about November’s blurry passing.
But it is December now! Month of Gingerbread Lattes, unashamed shopping, a trip to Canada, crossed fingers and plans for the whole new 2011 we are about to be gifted with. I have always loved this time of year, and the moment my Mom’s Christmas angel mobile goes up things just seem a little bit better.
One year I was sick with Mono (that’s Glandular Fever to you Europeans) for the entire month of December and was unable to do anything except lie on the couch and watch the vast array of television specials that grace North American television over Christmas. In my drug-enhanced semi-conscious state I realized that every single one of them offered the same moral: keep Christmas in your heart all year. Or, if you don’t speak Dickens: be nice to each other and believe in goodness all year round. It’s not a bad lesson to learn, even if it was from the Grinch, Gonzo, Frosty and Bill Murray.
My Grandfather used to say “White Rabbit” 7 times on the first of the month. He never told us why, but Grandma whispered that it was good luck. So, (although it is now the 2nd) I wish you all of the power that 7 “White Rabbits” can bestow on this, the most crazy month of the year. I hope that you can keep your head, enjoy the occasional treat (I can recommend a Gingerbread Latte with 1/2 the syrup,) not spend too much and that you can remember to keep the love and the goodness in your heart no matter where you find yourself.
Oh, and I promise to write here a lot more!
xo
I love Christmas, too. Yesterday my eight year old daughter said when Christmastime comes around she gets a tickly feeling in her tummy. I remember that feeling. I think that is the magic of the season. How nice it would be to have that feeling throughout the year. Maybe I’ll keep one of my favorite ornaments out all year long as a reminder to keep Christmas in my heart all year round.
Merry Christmas to you. Thank you for sharing yourself.
My mother used to have the word, “rabbits” (said just once!) be the first thing out of her mouth on the first day of every month for luck. Maybe the number doesn’t matter but jut bringing in the rabbit magic. Of course I wouldn’t take a chance by walking under any ladders or passing anyone on the staircase while saying it myself and I certainly wouldn’t say it thirteen times!