“A lovely thing about Christmas is that it’s compulsory, like a thunderstorm, and we all go through it together.”
– Garrison Keillor
I’d never lie to you, kittens, it hasn’t felt very holiday-y this year so far with J. gone. The holidays for me are really all about traditions, but we haven’t really developed any of our own so far. Being young, relatively poor, and childless, we have never really felt the urge to decorate our flat with various wreaths or garlands, preferring instead to hang out with friends and family who transform their abodes into festive wonderlands. We live in a desert, meaning that raking leaves is sort of out. I have an unbreakable rule that I will not listen to Christmas music before Thanksgiving (one holiday at a time, people). With just me to feed, massive amounts of baking seems excessive. So, sans any sort of holiday-ish things to do, and minus husband, here we are two days out from Thanksgiving, and I feel as if the season has rather snuck up on me.
I only really processed that Thanksgiving was this week yesterday and was immediately beset by holiday panic. A gift list was assembled and purchases are being made! Hot chocolate or spiced tea is being taken with every meal! An outfit has been selected for Thanksgiving Dinner (which, incidentally will be enjoyed at Marie’s house)!
I am on this!
After all, I’m literally a month away from seeing my husband, which will make the present ever. (All together now, “Awww…”)
What are your plans for the season, my partridges? And have you fallen a bit behind the times like me? How do you get in the holiday spirit?