Christmas is my favorite time of the year. The Christmas songs on the radio, decorating the tree, wrapping presents and cooking tons of food. It took me a while to get into the spirit this year, but I think it has finally hit me. This time of year brings great memories of my Grandmother. We would spend days baking cakes and pies in her old kitchen over my winter break.
The stove was so old, you had to light a piece of paper and stick it to the eye once you turned on the gas. It was extremely dangerous, but I don't remember my Grandmother financing anything. What I do remember is the amount of time we spent together just the two of us, talking, sharing stories and cooking up a small storm.
Maybe that is why I grew up loving the Christmas season. I will spend the next week and a half hibernating and enjoying the sights, sounds and smells of Christmas. To the handful of you who actually read this blog....
Enjoy your holidays!