Christmas musings.

Christmasings? Christ musings? Chris must sing?

For as many reasons as I want to believe that the holidays every year are new and fresh, I feel I have just as many to believe they are old, tried and typical.

This year things seem different. Not new, not old, not mediocre, just... different. Maybe because I'm thinking differently.


Did the wise men have wives? They must have missed their hubbies.

I don't like waiting in lines during this season. I hate it the rest of the year. why?

'Obligation' seems synonymous for 'Christmas'. Not always. But you know what I mean. This does not just imply gifts.

Baby J had a poopy diaper. Mary probably hated cleaning up that stinky stuff.

I hate the obligatory feeling when it comes to getting gifts.
I think I hate it because I don't want to feel obligated, and I really don't, but the fact that people really do expect to get things makes it obligatory.

Christmas songs (both secular/non-secular) don't make any sense. They sound SO lovely. But make little to no sense.

Does Jesus not like the fact that He's everywhere, on the radio, on posterboards, in sermons, on mantles, on wrapping paper this time of year, but we can't sit still for three seconds to actually talk to him?

No other time during the year do I want so badly to be able to cook/bake/create like Julia Child. Too bad I eat more than I can imagine and imagine more than I can cook. darn Pinterest.

I wonder if Jesus remembers being a baby. did He have a time when He couldn't remember things?

Sleep doesn't seem to matter during this season. I'm sitting on our futon freezing my butt off, but am so tired and full of Christmas food that none of it really matters. Also, there is guilt because I know there are people who are colder who live outside who probably get little to no sleep. So I shouldn't complain.

I wish I could give more. I want to be a better giver. I wish I could receive things more gracefully, too. I never think about that side of things.

How much gold did the one wise dude give? Was it really enough for their family to have a better life?

My life for the past couple months as revolved around lists. (see last two entries. oiy vey.) I hate this.

I've noticed that this year, people are less sassy about being politically correct. I have not received ONE "Happy Holidays" or "Seasons Greetings" from anyone who works in any kind of store. Every person has wished me a "Merry Christmas". It's refreshing. But not that I care at all. I just think it's cute that people have stopped getting their panties in a bunch. I'll wish you a Merry Kwanzaa if you'd like.

I'm much more thankful this year than last. Maybe because we're working on a budget. Go us. But I still love getting gift cards.

There is more love in our family this year. I like that.


Let's [try to] enjoy this time of year guilt-free, thank-full, past-remembering and love-spilling.
Joyeux Noël...