It’s midnight on Christmas Eve, and the magic is finally here.  I think I hear Santa’s footsteps on my rooftop; just as I have every Christmas since I was old enough to allow my imagination to run wild.

I have watched the gamut of Christmas movies this holiday season.  I have sent out Christmas cards.  I have baked cookies and breads and pasta!  I’ve cried when Charlie Brown finds the true meaning of Christmas.  I laughed when I talked with family on the phone and recounted memories of Christmas past.  I’ve been frustrated when plans have changed, but in the ever immortal words of Beverly D’Angelo (Ellen Griswold to her Daughter, Audrey) in National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation, “I don’t know what to say, except it’s Christmas and we’re all in misery.”

Still, tonight, it feels like the Holiday season finally.  I’m nestled all snug in my bed reading the last chapter of A Christmas Carol. And since my blog on my beloved book has gotten so many hits this holiday season, I thought I would link you back to, perhaps, one of my favorite blogs I’ve written.

Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol, A Ghostly History

Until later my friends, enjoy! And Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!