Note from the Author

You may think that these photos are a throwback from this summer. They're not. They were taken this past weekend, just a few miles down the road. I say this because I am really, really struggling with the Christmas spirit this year. My neighbors have their lights up. I can see their lovely trees glowing inside their front doors when we drive by in the evenings (just so you know, I am not peering in their homes at night in a weird stalker way). I had to double check the calendar yesterday to reassure myself that it is in fact December. Problem is.... I haven't seen snow in a year. That's right. We moved down here this time last year, drove through a massive snowstorm, took 3 days to navigate Colorado alone. And, since then, nothing. Not a flake. I truly feel as though I am trapped in Groundhog's day. Each day looks the same. Other than an intense heat and severe humidity that rolled through a couple of months ago, it is the same all of the time. Last night we watched the Shrek Christmas special followed by Ron Howard's Grinch. It didn't help. I have been telling the boys we're going to make gingerbread houses using our leftover Halloween candy... Perhaps that will do the trick. Charlie Brown's Christmas is coming up. Maybe that along with the help of Bing Crosby and I'll be able to drag out the Christmas boxes. We'll have to buy our tree down at the flea market lot, no hope of hunting one this year. Bah Humbug, right? I know, sorry. This northern girl is in desperate need of some snow, this holiday depends on it!