Stockings are up!

I go to peppermint pieces during December! Yippee!
So, St Nicks day is 12/6, get your stockings up and get a surprise in your stocking on the morning of the 6th!

Remembering chilly mornings and a toasty living room where we'd try and catch the WGN cartoons before school.

We had those old mesh stockings with our names on them in felt letters. They were simple and cheap and I don't know how they seemed to last year after year. The site of those stocking kicked off our holiday hyper-excitement and there was no stopping us once they were out.

I remember our holiday rituals between the ages of five and seven: toy browsing and wishlists, find Santa, maybe he's at the toy store downtown, maybe we need to drive to San Antonio and see him at Joskes but find him, Christmas cartoons, drive around to see lights, buying or making my baby brother his Christmas gift and trying hard to keep it a secret, packages in the mail, any knock at the door could mean more presents to put under the tree... I still feel I can work up to this hyper-holiday excitement. Perhaps it is good I am at work and forced to focus on other things.