Musings of a Compulsive Thinker

The most wonderful time of the year

I think the Christmas holidays are my favorite time of year. I always take great pleasure in "getting into the Christmas spirit." This December, however, I find myself turning into a hopeless romantic.

Now and then I catch my thoughts in fanciful wandering: a proposal under the Christmas tree in NYC's Rockefeller Center; a little blue box from Tiffany's; a carriage ride through the city streets aglow with holiday lights. I feel the urge at least once a week to go wandering the Pearl Street Mall downtown in the evenings, when the holiday lights are sparkling and the Christmas shoppers are out in droves. When I'm in town, I stop constantly in stores to look at Christmas ornaments -- crystal snowflakes, glittering globes, and tiny phone booths stuffed with Santa and all nine reindeer.

What can I say? Love is in the air at Christmastime.

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posted by the alygator @ 8:40 AM