What did I tell you?

Didn't I say in my first blog post (of this blog...and every other blog I've ever had) that I'm awful at remembering?  How long as it been since my last blog?

Forgive me Blogger, for I have sinned.  It has been 6 weeks since my last post.

Which reminds me, my friend Lisa and I were lamenting the end of summer this morning.  Her brightside to this is that Elf marathons and Christmas music are right around the corner. 

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Everybody has these friends.  The ones who love Christmas so thoroughly that they start listening to Christmas music in August.  Who know the words to every Christmas movie ever made.  Whose homes look like Clark Griswold's wildest fantasy. 

I am not this friend.  A combination of one year of high school chorus (in which we rehearsed the same 10 Christmas songs for 6 months in preparation for a CD recording) and working in retail for so many years has caused me to be a little grinch-like around the holidays.  I'm growing out of that, but I do have a list of dates that come before Christmas festivities can begin.  It looks something like this:

School starts

My birthday

Halloween

Wedding anniversary

Thanksgiving

(NOW Christmas music can start and people can remind me that there are only 29 shopping days until Christmas.  I still won't start until December 21st.)

Mom's birthday

Christmas.

Then we have 12 more years of winter until we can start our gardens, which we will subsequently ignore.  

 

 And as you probably know - school has started and the cycle has begun.  Please forgive any grinchiness I may exhibit between now and...well, ever.  I promise I don't mean it.

"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens" - Ecclesiastes 3:1