Today is Christmas Eve. A day when everything is totally anticipatory: you can just feel it in the air. My day will be spend ferrying gifts to friends, my evening in the car hitting several family hot spots. By midnight, when it is officially Christmas, I’ll be completely exhausted. But in a good way.
This has been a really topsy turvy year, for a variety of reasons, some obvious, some not so much so. I guess I don’t have some big holiday message this year, something huge to share that will warm everyone’s hearts and make us all suddenly Understand Something. (I think those moments only happen in holiday specials, anyway.) I just want to say that I have a lot to be grateful for this holiday season. The big stuff: my husband, god bless ’em, he puts up with so much. My family, my dogs, my friends. And the stupid little things, like good movies (I love my DVD player—can’t beat that Grosse Point Blank/High Fidelity Combo pack at Borders) and magic bars (an entire pan awaits me downstairs, yummmmmm).
What will be happening this time next year? It’s always a little scary, and exhilirating, to wonder. And anticipatory. Which is the best way to wrap up any year.
So. Happy Holidays to all. And I’ll end this post with a picture of a few of the people that make my Christmas, and all the rest of the year, that much better.
Merry Christmas, everyone.