At church, they’ve announced the ward Christmas party.
It is a picnic at a park.
As I shop at the store, I see Christmas lights and Christmas decorations and Christmas sales.
But what is wrong with this picture?
Exactly: They are eating their holiday turkey around a pool.
Is it really Thanksgiving for all of you?
It is spring, and summer is coming. At 9 p.m. the other night, the bank displayed a temperature of 28 degrees. And with the air conditioning set at “high” all day, the house is still 23 degrees!
I can’t bring myself to roast a turkey and bake pumpkin pie. It’s too hot. Maybe we’ll grill some burgers and make a fruit salad and sit out in the back yard.
Last year, my husband and I were listening to Christmas songs on Halloween. This year, neither of us can bring ourselves to listen to them. Christmas songs just seem odd right now. How can we listen to “Let it snow! Let it snow!” when it is more than 30 degrees outside?
(Just to clarify: I don’t have any idea what the temperature is in Fahrenheit. But I do know it is very hot!)
I can’t imagine Christmas at all. How can I get into the season despite the season?
Jenny and I went shopping, and now we’re wrapping presents. It is definitely putting us in the Christmas mood. We’re going to mail a box to you, so you’d better have a place ready to put Christmas presents!
I just went shopping for Thanksgiving Dinner. I do appreciate not having to tromp through the snow in boots. But at 70 degrees it certainly seems for like a summer dinner. Maybe we won’t be so different anyway. Wouldn’t it be nice if it was warm when you came home. It has been suggested that we pray for snow however. Atlanta is experiencing a terrible drought. Couldn’t it snow 10 feet in the mountains and leave us alone down here?