Shoelaces for Josie

But I had some other things on my mind. Like a big winter storm hitting Iowa and deciding to try and outrun the bugger because I am me and redheaded and crazy. So I drove 12 hours to Salt Lake City and then hopped in a car for another 16 hours to Iowa. Have I mentioned I’m crazy? Because I’m crazy.

So even though I’m a day gone on my Christmas-themed blogging, well, who’s really counting? I’ve never done anything for an entire week. Except for that one time I had a week-long soup binge, I’ve never done one single thing for seven days in a row.

So. Christmas-themed blog numero…seis? Right now, I have just one question, why do we pack all of this family togetherness and food and gifts and arguments and stress into one tiny little day? We have 365 days in a year; let’s spread this crap out. Share the love. Give each day a dose of Christmas cheer instead of shoe-horning it all into December 25th.

It’s the American way, I suppose. Bigger, better, faster, more money, more things, more and more and more. I see this at Christmas more than any other time of the year. It’s marketed into this day…and the angel just fell off the tree top. I don’t remember what I was going to say. Except maybe this: carry a little Christmas cheer with you past this weekend. Hello? Erica? The little person with tiny mitts on the end of wavy little arms who is writing…are you listening?