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We Need a Little Christmas



"Haul out the holly;
Put up the tree before my spirit falls again.
Fill up the stocking,
I may be rushing things, but deck the halls again now.
For we need a little Christmas
Right this very minute,
Candles in the window,
Carols at the spinet.
Yes, we need a little Christmas
Right this very minute.
It hasn't snowed a single flurry,
But Santa, dear, we're in a hurry;
So climb down the chimney;
Put up the brightest string of lights I've ever seen.
Slice up the fruitcake;
It's time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough.
For I've grown a little leaner,
Grown a little colder,
Grown a little sadder,
Grown a little older,"

 Oh, how this song is speaking to my heart. Isn't it funny how songs can speak the feelings we find so hard to express. 

 The words "I've grown a little leaner, grown a little colder, grown a little sadder, and grown a little older," echoed through the car the other day and I almost laughed. Laughing has become an almost foreign concept to me. Life has just beat the laughter right out me. Which leads me to ask...

 Who is this women? 

 What happened to her smile? 

I posted this picture the other day on Facebook. At the time I was expressing my lack of joy with the cold. 

 However, the longer I look at the picture I feel sad. 

 I look sad. 

 What the heck? 

 Today, I even bawled while teaching a lesson at church. I NEVER bawl at church.

 I NEVER get chocked up and there I was getting all frustrated and bawling. 

 Ahhh! 

 Back to the song. 

 This song, "We Need a Little Christmas," comes on the radio and I realize that this Christmas, Christmas 2015, I need. I need all the bells whistles, twinkling lights, obnoxious music, cheerful children, and traditions.

 Even if that means decorating the first Christmas tree November 8th. Yup, you heard me I put up the first Christmas tree TODAY! Because as I've already said, "[I] need a little Christmas, right this very minute."  Although, Christmas can't solve all that ills this crazy women Christmas can certainly add some needed cheer. Maybe the next time you see me I might even be sporting a smile.




In the meanwhile, Hello everyone! Can't say how long I will be sticking around but I have some plans. Some big plans and this little ole blog is part of those big ole plans. Merry Thanks!!

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PS...  I am loving the below song, also.
  

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