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Oh My…Holiday Chaos

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You know, I feel like my world is spinning faster than usual. Do you? You know what I mean…the holiday shuffle…school is in, school is out, school is BACK in, school is REALLY OUT…for a MONTH, presents need to be purchased (slacker, I know), decorations need to be put up (double slacker), not to mention the need to finish jobs for clients before the New Year is here, on top of all the STANDARD day-to-day things that we all must manage to keep life moving.

I love the holidays. Don’t get me wrong. Eggnog and I rekindle our love affair, my fireplace is set ablaze, I make sure to tell the Christmas Story to Thomas (our family’s choice- I respect other beliefs…don’t worry), and we listen to Christmas songs on full blast after Thanksgiving. But tarnation…I feel exhausted right now!

So, the question is, what to do? I think the answer is simple…just go with it. Rather than dreading the tasks, and grumbling through the minutiae, let’s enjoy the fun, the cheer and the silly. If we really take a moment to take stock in all that happens during these Holi-days, we come to find a theme. Love. In the Bible, for which I believe, it states that “the greatest of these is Love.” What does that mean to me? For the holidays, I have such pleasant memories, from all years past. Love from my family, love from traditions our family and other families share. Love of friends. Love of details.

The Holidays are a time where we spend extra time with family. We get to see our friends more. We share in the joy of the cooler weather, the turning of the leaves, the snow (well, if you’re like me, you actually get possible flurries every 10 years in Texas, but who’s counting), the decorations, the lights, smells, food, drink and music. We seem to always look forward to this time of year, because it’s those small changes, like the tree, or for those celebrating Jewish traditions, the lighting of the Menorah, or those who don’t celebrate religious events, the twinkling of lights as you go downtown that make us enjoy life a little differently. The special gatherings that don’t always happen through the year.

So I say, this year, maybe I need to stop complaining about how “exhausted” I am already by the season, and go ahead and get into the spirit of just loving the small, special, little details the make this season different. It’s time to start making this year’s great memories for years to come. I mean, why not? We all deserve it. Let’s just go ahead, and go with the Ho-Ho-flow. See what I did there?

So, I think tonight, I’m going to pour myself a glass of that delightful eggnog, go ahead and get the Christmas tree out of the attic, set it up with Thomas and start Holly Jollying the crud out of the rest of this year! Won’t you join me in this new, easy-going mindset? Happy Holiday Season all!

~Liz

Smells

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Ever since I became pregnant with Thomas back in November of 2011, my nose has been Enemy #1. Seriously. Do you know what I’m talking about? Well, if you don’t…let me fill you in. Pregnancy hormones ruined me forever. I smell EVERYTHING!

So what happens you ask to cause such a thing? Who in the world truly knows why this phenomenon occurs more for some than others? I am not sure of the full physiological workup of this travesty, but I do know that for some of us, our body rebels against the world and makes us feel like we’ve become hound dogs. I have literally been able to smell things from: gas leaks that are barely noticeable to our gas company’s monitors…I know, that is good, to my dog’s rear end two rooms away. Not so good.

Therefore, with such an in tune sniffer, these days, I am incredibly conscious of all things stink related. That’s why I have become a big fan of face products that smell like roses, bathroom fragrances that mask undesired experiences, and perfumes that aren’t overbearing. Check out the Schlist or the links below to find things that may make your lives a little easier, and you’re welcome in advance for making your life smell a little more like roses. And for those of you who suffer my same affliction…I truly am sorry. It stinks!