I’m not sure why I get so sentimental this time of year, but I do. I get ridiculously nostalgic and highly emotional. I look at my children, I get weepy. I hear a Christmas song, I get weepy. I see a Hallmark commercial, I weep uncontrollably.
So on the fifth day of Christmas, I was on the verge of tears all day.
The day started with a Skype call from a dear friend in Cambodia, a request from another to join her in some holiday fun, and a message from yet another that she would be doing something wonderful to help a charity I have spotlighted for those in Ottawa recently. I got misty.
Our plans to “elf” our neighbours were delayed due to foul weather. Tomorrow we will pull out our best mission impossible moves and get our elf on.
My husband made Shepherd’s Pie which was all the more delicious because someone else made it. The girls made ornaments for their cheerleading coaches.
And I had a Pinterest disaster. A pintaster if you will. May I submit Exhibit A:
Oh well, they can’t all be winners. Only 19 more days until Christmas.