Sunday, December 18, 2011

Christmas Spirit......

Tis' the Season....
Deck the Halls....
FaLaLaLa.....

I can't quite stay in the Christmas spirit this year.  I don't know if it's the weather, the massive cold I had that was followed by a flu that kept me in bed for 4 days, or the utter and complete lack of snow.

It started of well enough, my Christmas spirit, with the adoption of my Angel from the Salvation Army Angel Tree.  I went shopping for a 7 year boy who needed warm shoes for winter.  It puts things into perspective when you have multiple warm shoes for winter and this boy doesn't have any.

Then my cold came.  I sounded like a bullfrog and was not a happy clam.  I didn't want to go out and see the lights when the air was chewy and I couldn't breathe.  

Christmas spirit gone.  aargh.

I think I may have found it again, and strangely enough, it was a smell that did it.  I am 'real' tree fan.  Give me the dropping needles near the new year; I'll gladly slide under the tree to water it; I'll take it all.  Saturday, I finally got my tree and got it in the house and that's when it happened, the smell.  The evergreen, Christmas is just around the corner, smell.  :)  I started to sing, badly I'll admit, 'O Christmas Tree' to the point even my dogs looked like their ears hurt.  I felt excited.  I wanted to go out and see lights and feel the excitment.  Deck the Halls, indeed.....

So, this prompts a question....
What is your no fail, get you in the mood, Christmas Spirit moment?
Is it volunteering?  Decorating your house?  Your tree?  Or is it the calendar counting down?

Melissa
The Christmas elf

1 comment:

  1. After our devastating winds that downed a lot of the trees in town, I didn't want a thing to do with pine boughs no matter how good they smelled. RaJean said she was going to come over and get some blue spruce boughs before Denny's hauled them away. I didn't want a thing to do with them. However, I was awed by Mother Nature's delicate frosty decorations on every branch and bough against the backdrop of red hoodoos at Bryce Canyon - oh yes, and the fresh cold air, the glistening sunshine, and reverent stillness. Merry Christmas!

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