A pinch and a punch (or maybe a bowl of mulled wine rather than punch?!) for the first of the month...
Lo, December is upon us! And it brings with it good tidings and pretty lights. Dream. Once again the shops have been chomping at the bit to engage us in festive spirit (and spending) since about mid-August, but this year I for one have staunchly refused to budge. My pent-up yuletide joy is brimming over today, and so with the start of Advent comes the start of the celebrations. Lambrusco whilst cooking lunch, Christmas tunes blasting out, a giddy sense of glee at the prospect of seeing the city's fairy lights and decorations, and going-ice skating, and buying presents, and going home for the holidays... yes, it is most definitely that time of year once again. And so glad I am of that fact!
Sure, these particular winter holidays are expensive, fattening, quite often tiring: and afterwards the prospect of a distinct lack of such exciting activity is a tad bleak, especially as we are usually confined to our homes in the long month of January due to excessive expenditure in December, but hey! It's worth it. Love and be loved. Be happy, merry, and jolly. Enjoy yourself and the company of those you care for, and delight in the joy the season extends. If you're the Scrooging type, well, then it'll all be over soon, so might as well make a go of it while it's here. And if not, then all the better for you, and continue to seize the opportunity whole-heartedly and with seasonal spirit. Have a mince pie, a glass of mull, put on a carol or two, and festive-cheer the heck out of this month!
Please note: glad tidings too to those who do not celebrate Christmas. This is just my personal merriment and not a commentary on societal behaviour nor what we should follow... to each his own - I just hope that each enjoys what he or she is doing, and shares the love. Happy winter-time joy-spreading, everyone!
