Christmas. I love the Christmas season, getting together with your family, good food, etc. But hard work always comes with the terrritory. Today is "all day baking day" with my sister. 4 pies, buck eye balls, fudge, iced butter cookies, sweet potatos, green bean casserole, etc. It takes a lot of work to make a holiday special. Tonight, my feet and back will hurt, I'll have food splatters on my clothing and I'll be as whipped as the meringue my sister and I will attempt to make. But I wouldn't have it any other way. I love the holidays.
And just so you think I've forgotten - I love celebrating my savior's lowly arrival on earth in human form. He may have been in a poor manger, but I like to think that at that moment, in heaven the angels are singing something as majestic as "For Unto Us a Child Is Born" from Handel's Messiah. If you haven't heard it recently, check it out and picture the scene. It makes me a little weepy every time I hear it.
Merry Christmas!
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