One of my favorite Christmas carols is "In the Bleak Midwinter". Do you know that one? It is based on the poem by Christina Rossetti, and I find the words captivating and thought provoking.
However- I always consider the middle of January the true "bleak midwinter". There's usually nothing bleak about Christmas time, all lights and trees and cinnamon smells and fancy surprises. But then January comes and the merriment wears off and we're left with cold days and dark nights and dry skin. If you can believe it, it's the dry skin that really gets to me.
These days, I'm looking hard for bright bits of life to cling to, like
- Piles of citrus fruit, everywhere I look. I've given myself permission to buy lemons and limes by the bagful.
- My cedar wreath, still going strong above the mantle.
- Acting out all the best scenes from Cars with a toddler. I love it when I get to be Mater.
- New Girl is back. We haven't had a chance to watch it yet because our child stopped sleeping, but it's nice to know there will be episodes waiting for us whenever we find ourselves with a spare 23 minutes.
I am beyond excited about the long weekend ahead. Saturday night, I have a dinner date with a handsome blonde (our first since becoming parents!). We're also planning to cook together on Sunday, play outside, and hopefully take a million new bow tie pictures. Whether it's longer than usual or not, I hope that your weekend is lovely. See you next week!