Wonders of the Season

Photo: Petr Kratchovil

Okay. Christmas brings some of my most favorite things in life to the forefront. For one thing, things that sparkle and glitter and shine. For another, singing!! People who don't sing at all the other 49 weeks of the year find their voices in December and they sing songs that (gasp!) actually have a melody line!! Then there are the colored lights . . . lots of colored lights. And, to quote Lucy of Charlie Brown fame, "presents to pretty girls!" All of these are very, very good things.

And then, of course, there also is the de facto carte blanche to eat chocolate and sugar cookies while curled up in your coziest pair of pajamas, washing everything down with less-than-moderate quantities of champagne or hot chocolate. (Wait a minute . . . can you say that? De facto carte blanche? Randall, help me out on this one . . . hmmmm. Well, I'm not sure can SAY de facto carte blanche but I'm pretty sure you all can translate . . . basically, I'm saying "Free for All.") And, IDW, this is NOT such a good thing. I mean, I'm not saying it wasn't good while it lasted . . . but right about now, I'm missing vegetables. Fresh fruit. And even [insert angel choir here] the gym!

If that doesn't prove to you -- especially to my two Saras! -- that this is the season of miracles, I don't know what will.