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So the big day has come and gone.  All the excitement leading up to Christmas has been extinguished like the tequila scented candle wacky Aunt Margie sent you as a gift this year. How did we get here…already? The cold that creeps in with November is masked by the football and turkey on Thanksgiving. Then pulling out our cozy sweaters and warm hats and mittens has its own novelty. Carols softly drifting through the air make us feel all warm and snugly inside. We can see the sparkle in our children’s eyes in every ornament we add to the Christmas tree. Holiday cheer emboldens us to plan for school holiday parties and work parties.  Then comes the baking of cookies, and maybe my favorite part, the eating of cookies! Amid all the hustle and bustle we make time to give to the poor and talk about Baby Jesus.  We wrap ferociously at the last minute like a wee crazed Christmas elf. But between all the Holly Jolly moods and the Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree, we are slowly trying to prepare ourselves for a long winter ahead. We have the magic of Christmas morning to look forward to, and it doesn’t disappoint. We feel filled with satisfaction of giving gifts to those we love.  Nothing makes me happier than watching the pure joy explode out of my Children’s smiles when they see that Santa has come and left them treasures under the tree. The cyclone that ensues passes in the blink of an eye and a flurry of shiny wrapping paper. After the toys have been emancipated from their impenetrable packages, the flutter of interest peaks and fizzles within a matter of days. By New Year’s Day we are ready to just chill and watch football.  Then it happens, the after Christmas blues. Every year it happens yet I’m always surprised when it does my response.

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So I’m left out in the cold, and this year the bitter cold, with a whole lot of snow! Ok, I’m done with winter now.  I’m ready for the cold and the snow to go away. March seems so far away.  But I tell myself, just hang on, there’s always a few 60° or 70° degree days March.  Then after that, we might still get a bit of cold and snow, but there’s light at the end of this frigid, dark tunnel we call Michigan. I, like my fellow Michiganders the bears, like to hibernate for this portion of winter. So I’m locked indoors with my lovely, they really are lovely (crazy),kids.  Mommy’s not going to stay out in the -13° degree weather to build a snowman, “No, no Honey! Please don’t cry your tears will freeze to your face!”  Stir crazy and cabin fever are words that come to mind when I think of January. February will bring flowers and bling for Valentine’s Day. Then there’s mid-winter break, which our school district had the audacity to shorten this year!  How dare they take this week-long break from us!  Don’ they know we NEED to escape the cold for a little while. Well this year I will be lucky enough to be spending a few days down in Myrtle Beach. Lucky her, you think, but let me tell you the last time I went down to Myrtle Beach in February there were record breaking cold temperatures and snow.  So, you’re welcome small children that have never seen snow, because I brought that stuff straight down with me from up north. I will be spending most of my time away from home worrying about my mom, and my dogs this year anyway.  My mom will still be recovering from a successful spinal surgery, Good Lord Willing. My dogs, which usually stay with my mom, will have to be boarded for the first time in their lives.  Now mind you they are both rescue dogs so they’ve come from interesting circumstances to begin with.

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My German Shorthair, sweetest, softest, best dog you could ever want to own tgw3mah. She is so friendly that people who come over often comment about wanting to take her home with them. (Except my younger brother, she pooped on his pillow when she was younger, and I don’t know if he’s ever quite forgiven her for that.) My other dog, sweet Maci. Oh, she is very sweet….to us, and only us.  She is so good with our little kids, yet she is terrified of other children. So if your plan to rob our house I suggest you bring the kids along.  She is oh so neurotic, and awkward. Maci the awkward Doberman. She barks at anyone who enters our house.  It doesn’t matter if you stay a day or a week, she will never get used to you in our house.  Which she is a Doberman so I guess that’s her protective instincts, so she’s a good guard dog.  A good guard dog who is terrified of lightning, and firecrackers.  I think she might have some PTSD or something from “before the rescue”. She also hates the cold, perhaps even more than I do.  She has to wear a little red coat all winter so she doesn’t shiver while she sleeps.  So Spring time is a welcome change for her as well.

So who’s with me? I say to heck with you winter!  I will survive through this portion of the year just so I can relish the days when the sun is hot and the Cherry Coke in my hand is the only thing that is cold. Bring on the spring, summer, and fall, and I won’t complain at all.  So if you need me in the next three months, I will be huddled in my fleecy robe and slippers, available by appointment only. (and when you come, bring me some cookies.)

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