How to Carry the Christmas Spirit Year Round

Fall 2019 is O-V-E-R! The grades are in, and I’m a couple of short reports away from winter break. I am beyond exhausted–too tired to write a post–so I’m sharing a post by my Brittany of Ordinarily Extraordinary Mom. In this post she offers three ways to carry the Christmas spirit all year.

As I turn my attention fully toward family and holiday preparations, Brit’s Christmas spirit is just what I need to spark a little holiday magic. Maybe, this post will do the same for you.

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“Christmas is here everywhere.

Christmas is here is you care.

If there is love in your heart and your mind,

You will feel like Christmas all the time.”

(Writers: Mariah Carey, James Horner and Will Jennings; Singer: Faith Hill)

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3 sure ways to carry the Christmas spirit all year long. #christmas #christmascheer #christmasspirit #holidaycheer #gratitude #love #grateful

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Last year I created Christmas cheer.  I needed it.  I needed a year to recover.  I needed a reason to get my mind off life’s curve balls and back on to the reason for the season.

This year, I am grateful for peace.  I am grateful for normal.  I am grateful that my biggest worry is which paycheck I will use to cover which gift.  I am grateful for a decluttered Christmas schedule.

In searching out the source of this newly discovered peace, I found that peace should always accompany the Christmas…

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Joy Break 4 | Catch Some Joy

Have you ever had an encounter with an individual who was so filled with joy that it spilled onto you?

That’s how I feel every time my niece, Tiff, posts or sends pics of her escapades with her toddler. As you can see from the photo above, Tiff oozes joy. She always has, and her joy is infectious.

As for the little one, I think the moment the photo was snapped, she was working on a plan to remove the pacifier and get to those strawberries without a free hand!

Did she succeed? Did she eat all the strawberries? Based on the empty basket and the mixture of mischief and guilt on her face in this next photo–maybe so! 😀

My blogging friend, Melissa, had an experience with someone who “oozed” joy not too long ago. Click the link below to catch some joy.

He found joy standing in line…

The Twilight Zone: 5 AM Thoughts

Recently, after much encouragement, one of my students started a blog. She has a deep inner life that needed expression, and I felt through blogging she could exercise her voice and practice the discipline of writing. I just caught up on the posts that I missed. Many had me “laughing out loud” in my “too quiet” office. I particularly love the “Twilight Zone” post in which she talks about the “weird” realm English majors enter during the final exams period. If I had the energy, I would respond to her post with the “twilight zone” period from the English professor’s experience—days that begin too early and end too late, face buried in papers, and deep sleep falling in the middle of typing comments on students’ papers. We live for the day we hit submit on the final grade for the final course. And then…we sleep. No time to expound on that now, but since we’re all in that zone somewhere, I thought I’d share this piece. Enjoy!

The Yellow Nook

Good early morning all. Thanks to the God above, my eyes are rested well enough to stay open this time around. Hopefully my mind is as well rested as my eyes.

Thought: I and everyone on this campus has entered the twilight zone of finals.

Its absolutely hilarious.

If you dont know what it is, I recommend watching A Different World. They have an episode dedicated to this very thing. It was never my favorite episode, but once I realized that this specific twilight zone was very real, I immediately appreciated it a lot more than I did before.

Yesterday I went to my Descriptive Grammar class, which is taught by the amazing Dr. Prigg. I walked in the classroom, wearing shoes I never wear on the regular school day, with hair that could have passed as “done”, but in reality was actually not. A classmate that rarely ever comes…

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